{"id":36443,"date":"2018-03-07T17:23:16","date_gmt":"2018-03-07T17:23:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=36443"},"modified":"2018-03-07T17:24:22","modified_gmt":"2018-03-07T17:24:22","slug":"irina-lucia-mihalca-chemarea-iubirii-poeme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/03\/07\/irina-lucia-mihalca-chemarea-iubirii-poeme\/","title":{"rendered":"Irina Lucia MIHALCA: Chemarea iubirii (poeme)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00centre noi – chemare, dorin\u0163\u0103, iubire<\/strong><\/p>\n

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“Amb\u00e2r\u0163z\u00e2teadz\u00e2 laonlu \u015fhi v’as esh\u0163z\u00e2 amb\u00e2r\u0163z\u00e2tatu,<\/em>
\nT’as ai cadialihea \u0163ziva, lipsea\u015fhti s’nu ai ici \u0163ziva.”<\/em>
\n– di’tu mintea budist\u00e2 –
\n\u201c\u00cembr\u0103\u0163i\u015feaz\u0103 universul \u015fi vei fi \u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015fat\u0103,
\nPentru a avea cu adev\u0103rat ceva, trebuie s\u0103 nu ai deloc<\/em>\u201d
\n<\/em>– \u00eenv\u0103\u0163\u0103tur\u0103 budist\u0103 –<\/em>
\n– Avem nevoie de clipe <\/em><\/p>\n

s\u0103 ne desc\u0103tu\u015f\u0103m ~ o pic\u0103tur\u0103 de via\u0163\u0103.<\/em>
\nUn lan\u0163 al vie\u0163ii, fiecare pic\u0103tur\u0103 conteaz\u0103!
\nOrice cuv\u00e2nt ajuns la noi face \u00eenconjurul lumii <\/em><\/p>\n

\u015fi se-opre\u015fte cu un mesaj exact acolo unde trebuie.
\n– Nu to\u0163i citim mesajul, nu pu\u0163ini sunt cei
\nce vor spune:<\/em> “n-am \u00een\u0163eles nimic de la via\u0163a asta!” <\/em>
\nPosibil s\u0103 fi fost un mesaj,
\nposibil \u00eenc\u0103 s\u0103 mai fie vreme s\u0103-l desfac\u0103.<\/em><\/p>\n

M-ai chemat, m-ai adus \u00een unda noastr\u0103,
\ndeschiz\u00e2ndu-mi, r\u00e2nd pe r\u00e2nd, petalele.
\nDe c\u00e2nd sim\u0163i c\u0103 e\u015fti, aici, \u00een ad\u00e2ncurile mele?
\n– De foarte demult! Dac\u0103 mi-ai cucerit teritoriul viselor
\neste veche memoria clipei, c\u0103ci visul e starea de-amintire
\na unor clipe din memoria sufletului. <\/em><\/p>\n

Poate c\u0103, \u00een vis eram acolo mereu<\/p>\n

\u015fi-n lumina viorie a dimine\u0163ii \u0163i s-a revelat tr\u0103irea.<\/p>\n

\u00cen vis suntem noi!
\n– Gestiunea mea e clar\u0103 – zero stoc –
\npe programul meu transparent
\na\u015fa arat\u0103 – zero – nicio grij\u0103! <\/em>
\nC\u00e2nd ai ceva, ai \u015fi griji? Iubirea este o grij\u0103?
\n– Ce ne este dat trebuie p\u0103strat \u00een “condi\u0163ii optime\u201d,
\nmai ales iubirea e-o gestiune <\/em><\/p>\n

cu un produs extrem de perisabil,
\nimplic\u0103 o aten\u0163ie deosebit\u0103.<\/em>
\nO ad\u00e2nc\u0103 sim\u0163ire, tr\u0103ire! A\u015fa ne tr\u0103im via\u0163a,<\/p>\n

sim\u0163ind-o, a\u015fa au ap\u0103rut \u015fi zeii,<\/p>\n

din intensitatea iubirii \u015fi metamorfoza luminii!
\n– O gestiune nu are sim\u0163iri\u2026do, re, mi, fa, sol…
\ntot ce cre\u015fte va descre\u015fte!<\/em>
\nTe iubesc, lumina vie\u0163ii mele ce\u0163oase,
\n\u015ftiu, vrei stele aprinse \u015fi-n plin\u0103 zi!<\/em><\/p>\n

– Vreau s\u0103 te \u00eemplinesc, ad\u00e2nc, s\u0103-\u0163i tai respira\u0163ia<\/p>\n

-\u201cochii t\u0103i ca dou\u0103 stele sunt dorin\u0163ele mele\u201d-,
\ns\u0103 pl\u00e2ngi pentru c\u0103 nu-\u0163i po\u0163i controla emo\u0163ia,
\ns\u0103 sim\u0163i magnetul dintre noi,<\/em><\/p>\n

s\u0103 accep\u0163i ciocnirea faliilor,
\ns\u0103 te bucuri de cutremur, <\/em><\/p>\n

s\u0103 sim\u0163i intens momentul divin,<\/em><\/p>\n

s\u0103 r\u00e2zi, s\u0103 ne scutur\u0103m ca valul de emo\u0163ii,
\ns\u0103 revenim \u00een noi calmi, a\u015feza\u0163i!
\n<\/em>Asemeni f\u00e2nt\u00e2nii care ne-ascult\u0103 <\/em><\/p>\n

tainele ad\u00e2ncului,
\ntrimi\u0163\u00e2nd \u00eenapoi, potolit, ecoul ce se risipe\u015fte…<\/em><\/p>\n

Inima mea pe tine te cheam\u0103, \u00eei ascul\u0163i c\u00e2ntecul?
\n– Un dulce preludiu la sim\u0163irea din ad\u00e2nc <\/em><\/p>\n

este c\u00e2ntecul inimii tale <\/em><\/p>\n

\u015fi asta nu vine oric\u00e2nd, <\/em><\/p>\n

dar c\u00e2nd vine, vine \u015fi te surprinde.<\/em>
\nUn vis prelungit la infinit!<\/p>\n

– O energie dulce, o m\u00e2ng\u00e2iere nesf\u00e2r\u015fit\u0103,
\no adiere de v\u00e2nt, o sim\u0163ire subtil\u0103,
\no cutie pe care n-o po\u0163i deschide oric\u00e2nd,
\nacel ceva pe care nu-l po\u0163i cuprinde \u00een cuvinte ~ iubirea!<\/em><\/p>\n

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S\u0103 ascult\u0103m c\u00e2ntecul din ad\u00e2ncuri <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0 Lu\u0163ziafiru di dzu\u00e2 \u015fhi’di noapti,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0 un primitu esh\u0163z\u00e2 cu pirpirunji aro\u015fhii, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u015fhi njirli, \u015fhi limunii, \u015fhi pir\u00e2, tuti di anv\u00e2rliga! *<\/em><\/p>\n

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Somnul min\u0163ii nu are un scop,<\/p>\n

un zbor peste apele-oglindite de stele,<\/p>\n

o mare cu valurile care se sparg<\/p>\n

de \u0163\u0103rmul sufletelor noastre,<\/p>\n

un foc biruit de ap\u0103.<\/p>\n

O uimitoare clip\u0103 de iubire!<\/p>\n

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\u00a0Acolo unde cade o stea ies to\u0163i<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0s\u0103 se hr\u0103neasc\u0103. <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0Toate p\u0103s\u0103rile c\u00e2nt\u0103 \u00een limba lor, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0chiar dac\u0103 nu to\u0163i au ureche muzical\u0103. <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0Nu s-au trezit, \u00eenc\u0103, cei ce trebuie <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0s\u0103 simt\u0103 frumuse\u0163ea acestui timp! <\/em><\/p>\n

Momentul impactului particulelor<\/p>\n

ce se izbesc \u00eentre ele,<\/p>\n

momentul care le va schimba destinul<\/p>\n

pentru totdeauna. O clip\u0103, doar!<\/p>\n

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\u00a0Fac dragoste literele-ntre ele, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0unite-n fir de borangic.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0Ca s\u0103 sim\u0163i gustul apei <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0trebuie s\u0103 cau\u0163i pic\u0103tura \u00een secet\u0103. <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0Se poate \u015fi cu emo\u0163ie, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0doar, s\u0103 arzi \u015fi s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u015fti!\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

Tu, dansator al soarelui, oscilezi<\/p>\n

ca un ac de busol\u0103 \u00eentre nord \u015fi sud,<\/p>\n

\u00eentre est \u015fi vest! Cheia e-n tine!<\/p>\n

Cred c\u0103 abia acum ai realizat <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0ce-nseamn\u0103 sacrificiul\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0pornit pentru sufletul din oglinda ta. <\/em><\/p>\n

Caut\u0103 r\u0103spunsul \u00een globul de cristal,<\/p>\n

reflecta\u0163i suntem \u00een oglinda l\u0103untric\u0103!<\/p>\n

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\u00a0P\u0103rea un fluviu <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0ce nicicum nu poate fi trecut \u00eenot.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0M\u0103 a\u015fteptai la mal cu focul aprins <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0s\u0103-mi usuci hainele. Asta e\u015fti tu!\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0Am cucerit priveli\u015ftea ta, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0mul\u0163i maci pe acolo,\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0mult dor de libertate de exprimare.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0A\u015fa am v\u0103zut! \u00cemi place ce-am g\u0103sit: <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0o gazd\u0103 bun\u0103, cu ceaiul fierbinte pe mas\u0103,\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0dispus\u0103 s\u0103 se uite fix \u00een ochii oaspetelui ei.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

– Vino \u015fi stai l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine, iubitule,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 ascult\u0103m c\u00e2ntecul din ad\u00e2ncuri,<\/p>\n

murmurat cu ochii-nchi\u015fi!<\/p>\n

Vioara mea, vioara care vibreaz\u0103 cu mine, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0altfel, o pies\u0103 doar, f\u0103r\u0103 maestru! <\/em><\/p>\n

Vioara prin care \u0163i-ai c\u00e2ntat balada durerilor.<\/p>\n

O magic\u0103 iluzie este via\u0163a!<\/p>\n

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Dac\u0103 n-ar fi atins\u0103 nu ar c\u00e2nta, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0a\u015fa cum nici fulgerul ce-atinge marea <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0nu ar face perla un timp.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

E fericire-atins\u0103 cu v\u00e2rful degetelor,<\/p>\n

un gust \u015fi un miros inconfundabil!<\/p>\n

F\u0103r\u0103 a mai c\u0103uta \u00een afar\u0103,<\/p>\n

ziua de m\u00e2ine tot va veni.<\/p>\n

P\u0103trunzi ad\u00e2nc \u00een lumina z\u00e2mbetului,<\/p>\n

\u00een\u0163eleg\u00e2ndu-te, cresc\u00e2nd \u00een propria fiin\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

Acela e\u015fti tu, cu-adev\u0103rat,<\/p>\n

\u00een rest, totul se schimb\u0103!<\/p>\n

Nu orice vioar\u0103 c\u00e2nt\u0103 dup\u0103 cum <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0simte sufletul, \u0163i s-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat \u0163ie! <\/em><\/p>\n

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\u00a0Oamenii se deosebesc prin cuvintele rostite, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0doar faptele ne fac eroi. <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0Dac\u0103 trasez mediana v\u0103d excelen\u0163a,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0sublimul sim\u0163irii na\u015fte via\u0163a sau zeii. <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0Tu yilii n\u00e2 mutrimu t’as n\u00e2 videmu f\u00e2r\u00e2 di c\u00e2suri…**<\/em><\/p>\n

C\u00e2t de departe e\u015fti de tine c\u00e2nd ui\u0163i<\/p>\n

s\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163a de lumin\u0103 s\u0103dit\u0103<\/p>\n

ce-a\u015fteapt\u0103<\/p>\n

s\u0103-ncol\u0163easc\u0103, s\u0103 creasc\u0103, s\u0103-nfloreasc\u0103!<\/p>\n

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Luceaf\u0103r de ziu\u0103 \u015fi de noapte,\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0o poveste e\u015fti cu maci ro\u015fii, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u015fi-alba\u015ftri, \u015fi galbeni, \u015fi flac\u0103ra dinprejur! * <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00cen oglind\u0103 ne privim pentru-a ne vedea f\u0103r\u0103 de gre\u015feli…** <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0(trad. din arm\u00e2n\u0103) <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

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Taina inimii<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Printre iluziile din palma cerului<\/p>\n

ne continu\u0103m drumul.<\/p>\n

Ca prin vis s-a stins acea mu\u015fcat\u0103 alb\u0103-nflorit\u0103…<\/p>\n

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Cum este realitatea, \u00eengerule?<\/p>\n

\u00a0– Nu a\u015fa cum ne-o dorim, nu a\u015fa cum este!\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

Dar lumea cum este?<\/p>\n

\u00a0– Nicicum, prin orice ne complic\u0103m!<\/em><\/p>\n

Doar iubirea nu se complic\u0103,<\/p>\n

ea, pur \u015fi simplu, curge,<\/p>\n

fluviul acela de lumin\u0103 care ne inund\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u00a0– Se complic\u0103 \u015fi ea, \u00een trepte vine,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0ca s\u0103 urci, te complici! <\/em><\/p>\n

Acea parte reg\u0103sit\u0103 \u00een tine iube\u015fti \u00een om?<\/p>\n

\u00a0– Iubesc ce el nu \u015ftie despre el,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0felia lui lips\u0103 este \u00een alt\u0103 parte,\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00een noi r\u0103m\u00e2ne ve\u015fnic un semicerc! <\/em><\/p>\n

Taina lui, cheia spre tine!<\/p>\n

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Cine l-a creat \u015fi de ce a creat,<\/p>\n

cine l-a deschis \u015fi de ce a deschis cercul?<\/p>\n

De unde venim, cine suntem,<\/p>\n

cui \u00eei apar\u0163inem, \u00eencotro ne-ndrept\u0103m?<\/p>\n

\u00a0– Nu \u015ftim de unde venim \u015fi nici nu vom \u015fti, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0nu \u015ftim cine suntem, dar purt\u0103m un nume, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0nu \u015ftim cui apar\u0163inem, dar apar\u0163inem totu\u015fi, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0nu \u015ftim unde ne-ndrept\u0103m, de\u015fi mereu ne trecem!\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

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\u00cen umbra noastr\u0103, ascunse sunt por\u0163iuni din noi<\/p>\n

– constela\u0163ii de tr\u0103iri din timpuri – .<\/p>\n

Vino cu mine, iubirea mea<\/p>\n

e cheia pentru poarta temni\u0163ei tale!<\/p>\n

Vino cu mine, \u00een zborul spre paradis,<\/p>\n

\u00eempreun\u0103 suntem o singur\u0103 pereche de aripi!<\/p>\n

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Irina Lucia MIHALCA<\/strong><\/p>\n

Bucure\u0219ti<\/strong><\/p>\n

7 martie 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n

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