{"id":36457,"date":"2018-03-08T07:52:09","date_gmt":"2018-03-08T07:52:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=36457"},"modified":"2018-03-08T07:52:21","modified_gmt":"2018-03-08T07:52:21","slug":"irina-lucia-mihalca-dincolo-de-luntrea-visului-poeme-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/03\/08\/irina-lucia-mihalca-dincolo-de-luntrea-visului-poeme-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Irina Lucia MIHALCA: Dincolo de luntrea visului (poeme) 1"},"content":{"rendered":"

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CEASORNICARUL TIMPULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ast\u0103zi, mar\u0163i, de diminea\u0163\u0103, pe strada mea,<\/p>\n

la o tarab\u0103 a ap\u0103rut un personaj f\u0103r\u0103 v\u00e2rst\u0103.<\/p>\n

Purta o pancart\u0103 \u2013 Repar\u0103m, pentru o zi, timpul ceasurilor,<\/p>\n

drept plat\u0103, ultimele nou\u0103 secunde!\u00a0 \u2013<\/p>\n

(pe mas\u0103 diverse obiecte \u00eempr\u0103\u015ftiate<\/p>\n

str\u0103luceau \u00een raza oglinzii)<\/p>\n

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Gr\u0103bi\u0163i oamenii trec mai departe, doar unii<\/p>\n

schi\u0163eaz\u0103 un mic z\u00e2mbet: Hm, ciudat reparator, insolit afi\u015f!<\/p>\n

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\u00cen drum spre \u015fcoal\u0103, un copil se opri. Se uit\u0103, \u00eentreb\u0103 curios,<\/p>\n

\u00eentinz\u00e2nd ceasul primit cadou, cu o zi \u00eenainte:<\/p>\n

\u2013 Pentru o zi, ce timp \u00eemi pute\u0163i repara?<\/p>\n

\u2013 Depinde ce vrei! Un timp pr\u0103fuit, un timp \u00eenghe\u0163at,<\/p>\n

un timp diferit, un timp at\u00e2rnat \u00eenainte, un timp \u00eenapoi,<\/p>\n

un timp paralel, o bucl\u0103 de timp,<\/p>\n

jum\u0103t\u0103\u0163i sau sferturi de timp, fantome de timp m\u0103cinat?<\/p>\n

\u2013 Un timp \u00een avans cu zece ani!<\/p>\n

\u015fi, astfel, prin timp, o zi, disp\u0103ruse…<\/p>\n

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Cu p\u0103rul \u00een v\u00e2nt, o t\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103 supl\u0103 a trecut \u00eenainte.<\/p>\n

Citind, se \u00eentoarse: De ce nu?!<\/p>\n

\u2013 A\u015f vrea s\u0103 primesc un timp diferit!<\/p>\n

\u00eentinde ceasul-br\u0103\u0163ar\u0103 \u015fi-n alt timp intr\u0103…<\/p>\n

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A trecut \u015fi-un b\u0103tr\u00e2n, ce greu \u00ee\u015fi t\u00e2r\u015fi anii mul\u0163i,<\/p>\n

privind a\u015fez\u0103 pe tarab\u0103 vechiul ceas<\/p>\n

\u015fi-n jum\u0103t\u0103\u0163i de timp, pentru o zi, el fugi…<\/p>\n

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\u00cent\u00e2mplarea f\u0103cu, ca pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 pancarta postat\u0103,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 treac\u0103 \u015fi-un om singur,<\/p>\n

cu privirea r\u0103t\u0103cit\u0103. Vag, g\u00e2ndul \u00eei \u00eencol\u0163i:<\/p>\n

\u2013 Un timp, un timp paralel s\u0103 primesc!<\/p>\n

Ceasornicaru-i z\u00e2mbi, t\u0103cut \u00eei lu\u0103 ceasul<\/p>\n

\u015fi, astfel,<\/p>\n

\u00eentre triste\u0163e \u015fi soare,<\/p>\n

prin ritmuri mareice, omul trecuse…<\/p>\n

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…. spre sear\u0103 \u00ee\u015fi str\u00e2nse afi\u015ful, taraba cu piesele timpului,<\/p>\n

\u015ftia sigur, a doua zi, de la fiecare,<\/p>\n

\u00een dar va primi nou\u0103 pre\u0163ioase secunde,<\/p>\n

cadrane de vise, imagini, cu migal\u0103 fixate prin timp…<\/p>\n

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CEL\u0102LAT TRUP \u2013 O NOU\u0102 VIA\u021a\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Vuietul ve\u015fniciei, auzit noaptea, t\u0103ia timpul \u00een dou\u0103,
\ncobora din cer pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt, \u00eempung\u00e2ndu-l ca un ac.<\/p>\n

Calea lacrimilor suspin\u0103 pe cer.
\nIute ca privirea femeii, un sunet sub\u0163ire
\n\u00eendoi cerul-n lumin\u0103 \u015fi \u00eentuneric.<\/p>\n

Dintr-o \u00eendep\u0103rtat\u0103 nostalgie, o trist\u0103 melodie
\nvoia s\u0103 c\u00e2rpeasc\u0103 via\u0163a<\/p>\n

acolo unde sunetul o sf\u00e2\u015fiase.<\/p>\n

La st\u00e2nga sunetului era noaptea,
\nla dreapta lui era ziua,
\nunivers pres\u0103rat cu pic\u0103turi de ap\u0103 \u015fi prezenturi.<\/p>\n

\u00cencep\u00e2nd s\u0103 respire, muzica se strecur\u0103 prin labirint,<\/p>\n

c\u0103lc\u00e2ndu-\u015fi umbra plin\u0103 de ap\u0103 \u00een Canalul Miracolelor.
\nTimpul femeii nu curge pe aceea\u015fi cale<\/p>\n

cu timpul b\u0103rbatului,<\/p>\n

spre cel\u0103lalt trup.<\/p>\n

Adev\u0103rul e \u00een cuv\u00e2nt, piatr\u0103 \u015fi ap\u0103,
\nun distih \u00een oglind\u0103 – Milee dugento con sessanta sei<\/p>\n

prin Sur\u00e2sul Cybelei!<\/p>\n

\u00centre cer \u015fi p\u0103m\u00e2nt, \u00eentre El \u015fi Ea, doar un timp!
\nVoalul a c\u0103zut, d\u00e2nd deoparte cioburile,
\n\u00eentunericul deveni lumin\u0103,
\ndisperarea \u2013 speran\u0163\u0103,
\ndurerea \u2013 bucurie,
\ndep\u0103rtarea \u2013 simbioz\u0103,
\nsingur\u0103tatea \u2013 \u00eentreg.
\n– Voi fi cu tine p\u00e2n\u0103 la sf\u00e2r\u015fitul Timpului!<\/p>\n

\u00cen palma ei atingerea literei-mam\u0103 ebraice Shin.
\n\u00cei citi s\u0103rutul:<\/p>\n

S\u0103 fii fericit\u0103 c\u00e2t \u00ee\u0163i st\u0103 \u00een putin\u0163\u0103!<\/p>\n

C\u0103l\u0103tor \u00een univers dup\u0103 sufletul stelar, spre noul acum,<\/p>\n

sufletul \u00eencarcerat, eliberat de trup,<\/p>\n

caut\u0103 un strop de ap\u0103 \u015fi-un strop de timp,
\n\u00eenghi\u0163ind<\/p>\n

din lacrimile Maicii Domnului
\n\u00een sec\u0163iunea de aur a Timpului cu Ve\u015fnicia.<\/p>\n

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IE\u0218IREA DIN LABIRINT<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ard clipe la temelia templelor,<\/p>\n

urnind lespedea sim\u0163i<\/p>\n

vaierul lan\u0163urilor.<\/p>\n

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Mai departe de soare,<\/p>\n

insula virgin\u0103<\/p>\n

ap\u0103rut\u0103 din mare<\/p>\n

( cu fiori p\u0103trunzi \u00een ea ).<\/p>\n

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Am s\u0103rutat v\u00e2ntul, crez\u00e2nd c\u0103-s ochii t\u0103i!
\nUn mesager nev\u0103zut,<\/p>\n

v\u00e2ntul c\u0103l\u0103tor mi-a d\u0103ruit s\u0103rutul.
\nParfum suav, mister printre stele,<\/p>\n

doar buzele tale \u00een vise!
\nMisterul \u00eenv\u0103luie<\/p>\n

visele tale,<\/p>\n

o lume unde pu\u0163ini au acces.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Capcane de g\u00e2nduri<\/p>\n

desplete\u015fti spre m\u00e2ine,<\/p>\n

\u00eenaintezi<\/p>\n

\u00een flac\u0103ra stins\u0103 a tor\u0163ei,<\/p>\n

printre voci,<\/p>\n

respira\u0163ia ei \u00ee\u0163i arde oxigenul.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dou\u0103 clipe-i separ\u0103 \u2013<\/p>\n

at\u00e2t de aproape \u015fi-at\u00e2t de departe…<\/p>\n

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Blocat printre ruine,<\/p>\n

pa\u015fii lui c\u0103lcau peste el.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ea trebuie s\u0103 rea\u015feze<\/p>\n

mozaicul pieselor,<\/p>\n

\u015foptind o chemare.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Aripile grele<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u015fi continu\u0103 zborul<\/p>\n

spre zenit.<\/p>\n

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\u2013 lumin\u0103 str\u00e2ns\u0103 \u00een cercul iubirii \u2013<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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\u00ceN FA\u021aA OGLINZII \u2013 DOAR NOI \u0218I SINGUR\u0102TATEA NOASTR\u0102!<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 prin suferin\u0163\u0103 sim\u0163im stelele pe cre\u015ftet<\/p>\n

\u015fi nu le putem atinge, prin vis o putem face!<\/p>\n

Dincolo de noi \u00eencepe pustiul,
\nDincolo de noi mor singuri copacii,
\nDincolo de noi lucrurile dispar,
\nDincolo de noi e noaptea \u015fi \u00eentunericul ei,<\/p>\n

Dincolo de noi sunt cerurile noastre,<\/p>\n

Dincolo de noi e \u015foapta din ad\u00e2ncuri auzit\u0103 \u00een trecere.<\/p>\n

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Pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt stelele lumineaz\u0103 calea celor neajutora\u0163i!<\/p>\n

Prin disp\u0103rute p\u0103duri va trece v\u00e2ntul,<\/p>\n

R\u00e2urile, din apa unde nu ne-am aplecat s\u0103 bem, vor seca,
\ntrupurile vor muri treptat, prin p\u0103r\u0103sire, odat\u0103 cu<\/p>\n

lucrurile ce ni s-au \u00eenvechit prin sertare.<\/p>\n

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De \u00eensingurare vor muri m\u00e2inile neatinse,
\ndin lipsa luminii vor pieri visele nevisate,<\/p>\n

din lipsa iubirii vor \u00eenceta b\u0103t\u0103ile inimilor \u00eenghe\u0163ate.<\/p>\n

\u00cen noi e lumina \u015fi taina ei \u2013 ecoul ascuns<\/p>\n

\u00een lini\u015ftea g\u00e2ndului ce va trece prin fiecare oglind\u0103.<\/p>\n

Prin ochiul vederii de dincolo de vedere<\/p>\n

ne adap\u0103m setea la izvorul vie\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

Au \u00eenceput s\u0103 picure c\u00e2\u0163iva stropi mici.<\/p>\n

Sunt lacrimile celor<\/p>\n

ce nu au apucat s\u0103-\u015fi pl\u00e2ng\u0103 dorul aici!<\/p>\n

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Ascul\u0163i ploaia, ploaia asta care ne s\u0103rut\u0103,<\/p>\n

ascul\u0163i ploaia \u015fi desc\u00e2ntecul ei? \u015ei ploaia asta!<\/p>\n

De ce vine a\u015fa rece? Uneori e trist\u0103 \u015fi rece,<\/p>\n

alteori e cald\u0103 \u015fi vesel\u0103, o ploaie senin\u0103 de var\u0103!<\/p>\n

\u00cen taina fiecarui ceas,<\/p>\n

prin umbr\u0103 \u2013 cel\u0103lalt chip al luminii \u2013<\/p>\n

ne deschidem aripile spre r\u0103d\u0103cinile noastre.
\nOare ce iubesc oamenii? Oare de ce<\/p>\n

nu se-ntreab\u0103 de ce nu iubim to\u0163i la fel?<\/p>\n

Eu te iubesc pe tine, posibil tu<\/p>\n

s\u0103 nu m\u0103 percepi pe mine a\u015fa cum vreau eu!<\/p>\n

Important\u0103 e doar iubirea \u2013 suntem lentila luminii!<\/p>\n

La o margine a vie\u0163ii, \u00een \u00eencercarea de a nu pleca,<\/p>\n

tarziu intri \u00een piramida singur\u0103ta\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

Sim\u0163i c\u0103 momentul inimii<\/p>\n

e r\u0103s\u0103ritul Luceafarului din unda deschis\u0103,<\/p>\n

sim\u0163i c\u0103 doar prin \u00eentoarcerea ta vei \u00eembl\u00e2nzi focul.<\/p>\n

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\u00cen fa\u0163a oglinzii \u2013 doar noi \u015fi singur\u0103tatea noastr\u0103!<\/p>\n

Tu, eu,\u00a0 aceea\u015fi inim\u0103…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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\u00ceNCHIDE OCHII, O LACRIM\u0102 TE VEDE, P\u0102STREAZ-O!<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pe m\u0103sur\u0103 ce zilele au trecut, am p\u0103truns<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o alt\u0103 realitate,<\/p>\n

am \u00eenl\u0103turat toate certitudinile,<\/p>\n

toate credin\u0163ele,<\/p>\n

toate judec\u0103\u0163ile \u015fi prejudec\u0103\u0163ile<\/p>\n

ca s\u0103 ne \u00eembog\u0103\u0163im cu acea unic\u0103 clip\u0103 a nudit\u0103\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

M-ai v\u0103zut \u015fi \u00eendr\u0103git \u00een puritatea fiin\u0163ei mele,<\/p>\n

eliberat\u0103 de toate \u2013\u00a0 am ales bucuria,<\/p>\n

acea simpl\u0103 bucurie<\/p>\n

care-a trecut prin fiecare celul\u0103<\/p>\n

a corpului meu, a corpului t\u0103u,<\/p>\n

deschiz\u00e2ndu-se, curg\u00e2nd a\u015fa cum curge apa<\/p>\n

spre un p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u00eensetat de-at\u00e2tea anotimpuri.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Din dorin\u0163a mea, din dorin\u0163a ta,<\/p>\n

am b\u0103ut via\u0163a, am b\u0103ut seva, ritmul \u015fi suflul ei<\/p>\n

\u2013 soare \u015fi lumin\u0103 \u2013<\/p>\n

\u00eens\u0103\u015fi bucuria am fost \u015fi suntem.<\/p>\n

Am \u00eemp\u0103rt\u0103\u015fit infinitul, con\u015ftiin\u0163a lumii solitar\u0103,<\/p>\n

am dep\u0103\u015fit grani\u0163ele ei \u2013\u00a0 o respira\u0163ie de lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

o adiere de via\u0163\u0103 clar\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Lini\u015ftea este acum \u00een inim\u0103, \u00een spiritul<\/p>\n

\u015fi corpul meu topit, asta am v\u0103zut \u00een fotografia de ieri<\/p>\n

\u2013\u00a0 o imagine, o simpl\u0103 imagine \u2013 .<\/p>\n

Am ajuns unde ne-a fost dat s\u0103 ajungem,<\/p>\n

unde ne-am chemat \u015fi dorit s\u0103 ajungem.<\/p>\n

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M\u0103 \u00eendrept c\u0103tre visul meu,<\/p>\n

\u00een mine duceam dorul prin care s\u0103 m\u0103 nasc,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 m\u0103-ntrupez dincolo de moarte, dincolo de via\u0163\u0103.<\/p>\n

M\u0103 voi \u00eentoarce pe cel\u0103lalt t\u0103r\u00e2m,<\/p>\n

acel acas\u0103 pe care l-am c\u0103utat mereu.<\/p>\n

\u015etiu c\u0103, murind aici,<\/p>\n

voi g\u0103si mai mult dec\u00e2t pierd,<\/p>\n

voi p\u0103r\u0103si pentru c\u0103 m\u0103 voi p\u0103r\u0103si,<\/p>\n

\u0103sta e cursul \u2013 totul e un nou \u00eenceput \u2013.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

M-ai sim\u0163it venind de departe, de foarte departe,<\/p>\n

dragostea mea te va-nso\u0163i, te va ocroti, zidit\u0103 sunt \u00een tine.<\/p>\n

– \u00cenchide ochii, o lacrima te vede, p\u0103streaz-o!<\/p>\n

S-o pui la lan\u0163ul de la g\u00e2t, aproape de inim\u0103,<\/p>\n

E ca un bob de rou\u0103 pe petala unui mac,<\/p>\n

se joac\u0103 dulce cu gravita\u0163ia \u015fi o \u00een\u015fal\u0103!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Fie ca drumul s\u0103-\u0163i fie frumos!<\/p>\n

Nu \u00eeng\u0103dui nim\u0103nui s\u0103-\u0163i zdruncine visele!<\/p>\n

S\u0103 nu faci compromisuri \u00een privin\u0163a setei tale,<\/p>\n

urmeaz\u0103-\u0163i cele mai profunde dorin\u0163e, adev\u0103rul t\u0103u!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Fie ca drumul t\u0103u s\u0103 fie acea fericire vie<\/p>\n

de a te cufunda<\/p>\n

\u00een ad\u00e2ncurile lumii, f\u0103r\u0103 r\u0103gaz!<\/p>\n

\u015etii bine c\u0103 moartea nu-i dec\u00e2t o trecere,<\/p>\n

vegheaz\u0103 asupra ta \u015fi-a viselor tale,<\/p>\n

dac\u0103 \u00eei vei pierde \u00eentr-o zi sensul, tu \u015fi numai tu<\/p>\n

e\u015fti cel care \u00ee\u0163i por\u0163i adev\u0103rul \u015fi \u00eemp\u0103r\u0103\u0163ia lui.<\/p>\n

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Te iubesc, te voi iubi mereu, te voi \u00eenso\u0163i \u00een fiecare zi,<\/p>\n

dincolo de moartea mea, dincolo de via\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

prin via\u0163a din via\u0163\u0103, prin visul din vis.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Prin imaginea derulat\u0103 am \u00een\u0163eles cum,<\/p>\n

treptat, am p\u0103r\u0103sit tot ce a format persoana mea<\/p>\n

pentru a cobor\u00ee\u00a0 \u00een profunzimea fiin\u0163ei mele \u2013<\/p>\n

esen\u0163a mea, acel ceva ce a trecut<\/p>\n

mai departe de un nume, de o form\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dragostea noastr\u0103 \u00eens\u0103\u015fi ne-a ales<\/p>\n

prin chemarea ei, prin efortul c\u0103ut\u0103rii,<\/p>\n

ne-a g\u0103sit \u015fi reunit \u2013\u00a0 \u00eentoarcerea ta a-nsemnat<\/p>\n

rena\u015fterea mea din funda\u0163ia noastr\u0103,<\/p>\n

re\u00eentregirea noastr\u0103 \u00een cercul de lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

acel glob din inima aurorelor noastre boreale.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

O INIM\u0102 REBEL\u0102 <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

O inim\u0103 rebel\u0103<\/p>\n

spre cineva ascuns \u00een tine,<\/p>\n

spre t\u0103cerea din voi,<\/p>\n

spre-acel copil<\/p>\n

ce-l poart\u0103 peste tot,<\/p>\n

spre uimirea s\u00e2ngelui t\u0103u,<\/p>\n

pentru ochii ei pl\u00e2n\u015fi,<\/p>\n

spre marea reg\u0103sire.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

O inim\u0103 rebel\u0103<\/p>\n

spre cea pe care<\/p>\n

nu o vei mai vedea,<\/p>\n

spre iubirea<\/p>\n

ce-i venea din priviri,<\/p>\n

\u00eentreb\u00e2ndu-te<\/p>\n

dac\u0103 o vei mai reg\u0103si,<\/p>\n

c\u00e2nd, de ce desp\u0103r\u0163i\u0163i,<\/p>\n

privindu-i bucuros<\/p>\n

fericirea, iubirea,<\/p>\n

trist c\u0103 nu o vei<\/p>\n

mai reg\u0103si vreodat\u0103,<\/p>\n

zic\u00e2ndu-\u0163i:<\/p>\n

– E o minune de fat\u0103!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Doar o inim\u0103 rebel\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00een visul unei lacrimi,<\/p>\n

\u00een sabia umbrei,<\/p>\n

\u00een libertate!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

O NOU\u0102 PRIM\u0102VAR\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen palma tat\u0103lui meu
\nam a\u015fezat<\/p>\n

o inim\u0103 greu \u00eencercat\u0103,
\ntrecut\u0103 prin focul patimilor,
\npl\u0103tind crunt vama triste\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

Pulsa r\u0103nit\u0103, scufundat\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00een frigul s\u0103lbatic al t\u0103cerii,
\n\u00een ad\u00e2ncul anilor,
\ncrescut\u0103 c\u00e2ndva \u00een spirale
\ndin prima maree
\np\u00e2n\u0103 la delirul stelei purpurii.
\n(nu era inima mea)
\nPrivindu-l, l-am rugat<\/p>\n

s-o \u00eenconjoare cu lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

balsam \u015fi alinare.<\/p>\n

Cu lacrimi l-am rugat pe tata
\ns\u0103 desprind\u0103 p\u0103durea de r\u0103ni
\ndin s\u00e2ngele inimii…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

O floare s-a deschis<\/p>\n

\u00een mijlocul inimii,<\/p>\n

a-mbr\u0103\u0163i\u015fat inima, devenind<\/p>\n

prim\u0103var\u0103, stea, z\u00e2mbet, lumin\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u00cen lumina zorilor,<\/p>\n

\u00een palma mea<\/p>\n

adia petala unei flori de m\u0103r.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

19 februarie 2011<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

O PRIM\u0102VAR\u0102 ESTE G\u00c2NDUL T\u0102U <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2013 O prim\u0103var\u0103 este g\u00e2ndul t\u0103u!<\/p>\n

Din dep\u0103rt\u0103ri, la chemarea zidurilor adormite,<\/p>\n

ecoul ne propag\u0103 respira\u0163ia,<\/p>\n

unind durerea \u015fi iubirea, clipa \u015fi speran\u0163a…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2013 Cine-mi red\u0103 acest tainic parfum,<\/p>\n

acest dar f\u0103r\u0103 r\u0103d\u0103cini?<\/p>\n

Pe drumul \u00eenceput din nostalgie, devenit pas,<\/p>\n

devenit dans, devenit zbor \u015fi timp,<\/p>\n

devenit t\u0103cere,<\/p>\n

zi \u015fi noapte, trecutul uime\u015fte<\/p>\n

aburul prezentului unui timp de-amintire,<\/p>\n

unui timp de reg\u0103sire, unui timp de uitare…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2013 Dincolo de trup este adev\u0103rul!<\/p>\n

Sub cerul nostru, cuvintele nasc inscrip\u0163ii<\/p>\n

pe pietre, pe frunze, pe petale,<\/p>\n

pe drumul unde zefirul le risipe\u015fte…<\/p>\n

( cu pietre arunci \u00een mare,<\/p>\n

pietre verzi, ro\u015fii, albastre,<\/p>\n

pietre lucioase, pietre rotunde,<\/p>\n

\u00een multe cercuri concentrice undele se propag\u0103… )<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2013 Toate pornesc de la un punct spre centru!<\/p>\n

Dincolo de marginea vie\u0163ii,<\/p>\n

orice desprindere na\u015fte un \u00eenceput uluitor.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2013 Sub clarul de ceas al lini\u015ftii albe,<\/p>\n

construc\u0163ia din petale nu se poate d\u0103r\u00e2ma.<\/p>\n

\u00cen fo\u015fnetul clipelor intri pe poarta lunii,<\/p>\n

( \u00een candela timpului nu exist\u0103 distan\u0163\u0103 )<\/p>\n

pe c\u0103r\u0103ri nesf\u00e2r\u015fite,<\/p>\n

prin oglinzi de cristal, c\u0103l\u0103torim spre stele<\/p>\n

izvor\u00e2te din scoici de lumin\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2013 Nu te teme de vise, \u00een aerul ce trece<\/p>\n

prin oglinzile timpului,<\/p>\n

acolo nimic nu te poate r\u0103ni,<\/p>\n

nici g\u00e2ndul, nici cuv\u00e2ntul, nici raza de soare!<\/p>\n

Dincolo de fiecare oglind\u0103 un copil doarme,<\/p>\n

iar steaua care-l \u00eenso\u0163e\u015fte,<\/p>\n

\u00een aer, \u00eei multiplic\u0103 visul-evantai.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Arc peste timp, prin umbrele stelelor,<\/p>\n

cu un nuf\u0103r \u00een palme,<\/p>\n

pe c\u0103rarea albastr\u0103, te voi \u00eent\u00e2lni.<\/p>\n

\u2013 Deschide-\u0163i bra\u0163ele, tu, clip\u0103 a visului meu!<\/p>\n

\u2013 O prim\u0103var\u0103 este g\u00e2ndul t\u0103u!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

OPRE\u0218TE CLIPA, C\u0102L\u0102TORULE!<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pe undele timpului alert<\/p>\n

derulezi \u015foseaua vie\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

\u00centre sosiri \u015fi plec\u0103ri,<\/p>\n

rutina \u015fi golul, mereu m\u00e2ine,<\/p>\n

g\u00e2nduri-capcan\u0103, \u0163inte, dorin\u0163e,<\/p>\n

imagini, re\u0163ineri, am\u0103giri.<\/p>\n

Alergi printre bucurii \u015fi lacrimi,<\/p>\n

somnul vie\u0163ii \u00eentre leag\u0103n \u015fi cimitir,<\/p>\n

privind doar \u00eenainte ui\u0163i tr\u0103irea,<\/p>\n

lumina, crea\u0163ia. Dormi \u00eenc\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2013 Opre\u015fte clipa, c\u0103l\u0103torule!<\/p>\n

E timpul schimb\u0103rii,<\/p>\n

Treze\u015fte-te<\/p>\n

s\u0103 te-nt\u00e2lne\u015fti, la col\u0163 de via\u0163\u0103, cu tine!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Tr\u0103ie\u015fte azi, respir\u0103 ad\u00e2nc clipa,<\/p>\n

alung\u0103-\u0163i teama,<\/p>\n

nu am\u00e2na mereu alt\u0103 zi,<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 ezit\u0103ri, ai \u00eencredere \u00een adev\u0103r,<\/p>\n

\u00een tine, \u00een corp,<\/p>\n

via\u0163\u0103, alegeri, credin\u0163e,<\/p>\n

nu te bloca-n ele, printre ruine,<\/p>\n

nu te r\u0103ni, nu te victimiza.<\/p>\n

\u2013S\u0103 nu ui\u0163i niciodat\u0103, c\u0103 via\u0163a<\/p>\n

e clepsidra zilei, zborul secundei acum!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mergi dincolo de minte,<\/p>\n

de urletele ei,<\/p>\n

de limite,<\/p>\n

nu te lupta cu ea!<\/p>\n

Recompune povestea albastr\u0103,<\/p>\n

infuzia de energie,<\/p>\n

deblocheaz\u0103 jocul, recreeaz\u0103 via\u0163a,<\/p>\n

prime\u015fte abunden\u0163a.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen c\u00e2ntul iubirii ziua s\u0103-nceap\u0103,<\/p>\n

deschide-\u0163i ochii,<\/p>\n

un salt, dincolo, de v\u0103zut.<\/p>\n

F\u0103r\u0103 regrete, la cap\u0103tul sta\u0163iei,<\/p>\n

descul\u0163 prin iubire, s\u0103 spui:<\/p>\n

– A fost, a fost, a fost at\u00e2t de frumos!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

PAS\u0102RE DE FOC ESTE IUBIREA<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pas\u0103re de Foc este iubirea st\u0103vilit\u0103,<\/p>\n

cea cu aripile aurii ca o mie de lumini\u0163e,<\/p>\n

cea cu ochii sclipitori ca de cristal,
\ncea care nu-\u015fi d\u0103ruie c\u00e2ntecul inimii<\/p>\n

dec\u00e2t prim\u0103verii din ea!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

E\u015fti steaua care-\u015fi afl\u0103 cerul!<\/p>\n

Sub lun\u0103, domol cobor\u00e2m \u00eempreun\u0103.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd apele curg\u0103toare stau<\/p>\n

\u2013 o clip\u0103 doar \u2013 ne \u00eent\u00e2lnim cu noi!<\/p>\n

Alerg\u0103m \u00een vitez\u0103, \u0163i-e drag\u0103 clipa,<\/p>\n

repede, departe te poart\u0103,<\/p>\n

cu pic\u0103turi de cer plou\u0103 \u00een noapte.<\/p>\n

Sim\u0163i o rupere, o sf\u00e2\u015fiere!<\/p>\n

\u00cen p\u0103durea dorului, murmurul frunzelor<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u0163i dezv\u0103luie ve\u015fnic iubirea neschimbat\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

O! Amintire din urm\u0103, un punct e via\u0163a,<\/p>\n

ne\u00eensemnate vie\u0163i punctiforme!<\/p>\n

O! Spa\u0163iu necuprins!<\/p>\n

\u00cembr\u0103\u0163i\u015f\u0103m cuvintele, cuvinte nerostite,<\/p>\n

cuvinte ce ne str\u0103pung t\u0103ceri.<\/p>\n

\u00cent\u00e2lniri aievea,<\/p>\n

veniri nepetrecute, plec\u0103ri,<\/p>\n

\u015foapte dintr-un timp \u00een care ne-am pierdut.<\/p>\n

Cuvinte c\u0103l\u0103toare \u00eenchise \u00een g\u00e2nduri,<\/p>\n

intrate prin norii ce plutesc c\u0103tre un necunoscut…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Atragem cuvinte care vor sparge barierele timpului,<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o ad\u00e2nc\u0103 t\u0103cere vor r\u0103m\u00e2ne<\/p>\n

\u00een \u0163es\u0103tura inimii topite. Ame\u0163itoare t\u0103cere!<\/p>\n

Prin semnele cuvintelor strecurate \u00een noi<\/p>\n

ne reg\u0103sim un anotimp, o ve\u015fnicie…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Prin sarea m\u0103rii doar sunetul propag\u0103 ecoul,<\/p>\n

\u00cendelung por\u0163i imagini gravate \u00een tine<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u015ftii ce s\u0103 faci cu ele.<\/p>\n

Trebuie s\u0103 str\u0103ba\u0163i imensitatea cerului interior.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2013 Uit\u0103-te \u00een palm\u0103, o s\u0103 vezi lumea ta prin liniile ei!<\/p>\n

Multe doruri, multe c\u0103r\u0103ri o s\u0103 vezi,<\/p>\n

dac\u0103 le cau\u0163i le vei str\u0103bate!<\/p>\n

C\u0103l\u0103toriile inimii, c\u0103l\u0103toriile sufletului<\/p>\n

\u2013 imagine \u00een alt\u0103 oglind\u0103, oglindire dup\u0103 oglindire, la infinit…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Un vis dintr-un alt vis \u00een care vis\u0103m c\u0103 vis\u0103m!<\/p>\n

Sp\u0103rg\u00e2nd oglinda, doar moartea \u00eel va trezi pe vis\u0103tor!<\/p>\n

\u00cen c\u0103utarea unui sens care ni se relev\u0103 odat\u0103 cu destinul<\/p>\n

trecem prin via\u0163\u0103. Pentru a-l descifra ne cufund\u0103m<\/p>\n

\u00een f\u00e2nt\u00e2na de aur a prezentului. Un dans s\u0103 fii!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u2013 Ai vreme, te-a\u015fteapt\u0103 at\u00e2tea! E doar nelini\u015ftea<\/p>\n

dinaintea \u00eenfloririi.<\/p>\n

\u00cen zori \u00ee\u0163i vei primi medalia \u2013 roua de pe flori!<\/p>\n

O, flori de nu-m\u0103-uita, icoane ale t\u0103cerii, doar ele vorbesc!<\/p>\n

Nic\u0103ieri nu ajungem,<\/p>\n

nesfar\u015fit\u0103 e via\u0163a, sosirea e doar o moarte.<\/p>\n

F\u0103r\u0103 pauze, via\u0163\u0103 dup\u0103 via\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

la infinit se mi\u015fc\u0103 roata Timpului…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ar fi bine dac\u0103 s-ar scrie poeme pe pietre!<\/p>\n

Multe s-au scris, multe \u00ee\u015fi a\u015fteapt\u0103 descifrarea<\/p>\n

pe drumurile pierdute pe axa Timpului!<\/p>\n

Niciodat\u0103 n-ai s\u0103 m\u0103 pierzi, niciodat\u0103 n-am s\u0103 te pierd,<\/p>\n

tr\u0103im unul \u00een altul prin tot<\/p>\n

ce am sim\u0163it \u00eempreun\u0103 \u2013 un \u00eentreg univers \u2013.<\/p>\n

—————————<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Bucure\u0219ti, 8 Martie 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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