{"id":36502,"date":"2018-03-09T09:50:10","date_gmt":"2018-03-09T09:50:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=36502"},"modified":"2018-03-09T09:50:10","modified_gmt":"2018-03-09T09:50:10","slug":"nicolae-valareanu-sarbu-poeme-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/03\/09\/nicolae-valareanu-sarbu-poeme-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Nicolae V\u0102L\u0102REANU-S\u0102RBU: Poeme"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Sear\u0103 cu psalm<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Sun\u0103 frumos c\u00e2ntecul t\u0103u la fereastr\u0103.
\nCe neobi\u015fnuit e sur\u00e2sul v\u0103zut \u00een oglind\u0103
\nc\u00e2nd \u00eentunericul \u00ee\u015fi picur\u0103 clipele
\ndin strea\u015fina nop\u0163ii pe copaci
\nori zboar\u0103 c\u00e2te o pas\u0103re,
\ncu fr\u00e2ngeri de team\u0103 \u00een aripi.<\/p>\n

Prin tine aud cum respir\u0103 dep\u0103rt\u0103rile
\nnelini\u015ftea furtunii.
\nMistic\u0103 \u00ee\u0163i arcuie\u015fti pieptul
\ninsinuare de contur,
\nc\u0103zut din lumina defri\u015fat\u0103 a l\u0103mpii
\npe patul de brocart vi\u015finiu.<\/p>\n

\u00cengerii-\u0163i preg\u0103tesc somnul
\nfur\u00e2nd din umbr\u0103
\nap\u0103s\u0103toarele g\u00e2nduri
\ncu un psalm.<\/p>\n

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

Poveste cu \u00eenger<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00centr-o sear\u0103 c\u00e2ntam la pian
\nde prea mult exerci\u0163iu
\nam adormit pe clape.<\/p>\n

Deodat\u0103 s-a ridicat capacul pianului
\na ap\u0103rut un \u00eenger f\u0103r\u0103 aripi
\ncu ochii metalici.<\/p>\n

Tu e\u015fti iubito ?
\nAm \u00eentrebat \u015fi nu mi-a r\u0103spuns;
\nm\u0103 desena cu genele,
\n\u00eemi f\u0103cea bezele cu m\u00e2na.<\/p>\n

A\u015fteptam vibr\u00e2nd din m\u0103runtaie
\nm\u00e2inile mi-au alunecat din vis pe clape
\nc\u00e2nt\u00e2nd simfonia nop\u0163ii,
\ninima iubitei b\u0103tea la geam
\ncu aripi de \u00eenger.<\/p>\n

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La ultima suflare<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 minuni,
\nard \u00een noi impulsuri s\u0103lbatice
\nfocul se \u00eente\u0163e\u015fte \u00een spirale
\n\u015fi urc\u0103 prin trup cenu\u015fa.<\/p>\n

Se abat drumurile din calea v\u00e2ntului
\ndar nu ne ocole\u015fte dezordinea
\n\u00een lume se r\u0103sp\u00e2nde\u015fte \u00eendoiala
\nnimic nu e cum ne-am a\u015fteptat.<\/p>\n

Adev\u0103rul dedus din noianul de informa\u0163ii
\ndevine o deghizare a minciunii
\n\u00een p\u0103pu\u015f\u0103 cu voce de om.<\/p>\n

Lumea alearg\u0103 \u015fi vrei s\u0103 fii \u00een pas cu ea
\n\u00ee\u0163i cau\u0163i resorturile intime,
\ng\u00e2nde\u015fti viata ca pe o trecere prin foc
\n\u015fi ri\u015fti s\u0103 te aprinzi.<\/p>\n

Vrei s\u0103-\u0163i folose\u015fti ra\u0163iunea \u015fi expieren\u0163a
\nsingurele de \u00eencredere \u00een clipele dezn\u0103dejdii
\nte pot salva din pr\u0103bu\u015firea \u00een h\u0103u,
\nele te \u00eenso\u0163esc f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 le ceri
\nacolo unde se \u00eempr\u0103\u015ftie durerea \u00een oase.<\/p>\n

Sufli aerul cald cu gura ta,
\ns\u0103 nu \u00eenghe\u0163e limbile ceasului \u00een t\u00e2mple
\npe ni\u015fte cadrane de palme \u00eentinse
\ncare scap\u0103 clipele printre degete.<\/p>\n

C\u00eend starea de echilibru dispare
\nnu mai po\u0163i urm\u0103ri mersul timpului,
\naluneci de pe scar\u0103-n p\u0103m\u00e2nt
\n\u015fi totul se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 la ultima suflare.<\/p>\n

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Rai de trandafiri galbeni<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Nu m\u0103 mai \u00eengrijoreaz\u0103 zilele
\nmi-au cobor\u00e2t \u00een pl\u0103m\u00e2ni nop\u0163ile.
\nPrin fiecare respir altceva;
\nieri am respirat un gutui cu florile mari,
\nazi un nuc din marginea drumului,
\n\u015fi a\u015fa o s\u0103-mi fac livad\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u00cen fa\u0163a casei am trandafiri ag\u0103\u0163\u0103tori
\ntrec printr-un tunel din semicercuri,
\ncu flori de foc
\naprinse de inima ta.<\/p>\n

Nu se mai vorbe\u015fte de tine
\nau pus garduri \u00eentre zile \u015fi nop\u0163i.
\nNimeni nu le mai sare
\nto\u0163i a\u015fteapt\u0103,
\nun deznod\u0103m\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

Demult visez o prim\u0103var\u0103 de liliac mov,
\nrai de trandafiri galbeni
\n\u00een vazele-clepsidr\u0103 ale trupului t\u0103u,
\n\u00een care Dumnezeu picur\u0103 o lacrim\u0103
\nmirositoare \u015fi pleac\u0103.<\/p>\n

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M\u0103 \u00eenchin<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Trec prin interiorul st\u00e2ncilor
\ncu structuri de bazalt.
\nM\u0103 \u00eenchin t\u0103riei lor pentru solitudine,
\npentru nemi\u015fcarea at\u00e2t de semea\u0163\u0103,
\nora\u015ful le p\u0103streaz\u0103 aura timpului
\nprin statui g\u00e2nditoare.
\nVibra\u0163iile lui sunt at\u00e2t de puternice, \u00eenc\u00e2t
\nle simt cu inima,
\nde bucuria \u00een sine, fluturii devin juc\u0103u\u015fi,
\nprin aerul \u00eempov\u0103rat de raze.
\nM\u0103 \u00eenchin copacilor abia \u00eenfrunzi\u0163i,
\nflorilor \u00eembobocite, m\u0103 \u00eenchin,
\ns\u0103-mi d\u0103ruie aromele proaspete,
\nr\u0103m\u00e2n cu mirosul trupului t\u0103u,
\ncum st\u0103 pielea pe carne \u015fi carnea pe oase.
\nM\u0103 \u00eenchin la cire\u015fe, ti le a\u015fez la urechi,
\n\u00eenc\u00e2t cire\u015fii s\u0103 simt\u0103 invidia
\nculesului prin frunze.
\nCu fruntea ad\u00e2cit\u0103-n sunetele ierbii
\nle transpun \u00een c\u00e2ntec,
\npeste \u00eenvolburatele, \u015ferpuitoarele ape
\nale r\u00e2urilor.
\nM\u0103 \u00eenchin r\u0103s\u0103ritului, s\u0103 fie frumos,
\nm\u0103 \u00eenchin apusului, s\u0103 fie neobi\u015fnuit
\nlipsit de remu\u015fc\u0103ri,
\nm\u0103 inchin \u0163ie s\u0103-\u0163i la\u015fi peste mine iubirea
\nf\u0103r\u0103 cuvintele care fug
\n\u00een tainele nep\u0103s\u0103rii, ale uit\u0103rii.
\nM\u0103 \u00eenchin pentru vinov\u0103\u0163ie, pentru iertare,
\n\u00een fa\u0163a mea m\u0103 \u00eenchin, pentru suspin,
\n\u00eencerc s\u0103 \u00eenl\u0103tur din suflet
\nteama, ne\u00eencredera, norii
\ndin care plou\u0103 cu lacrimi pietrificate,
\n\u00eemi sap\u0103 la r\u0103d\u0103cini coloana
\n\u00eenalt\u0103 prin aerul aprins,
\nla care m\u0103 \u00eenchin de at\u00e2ta timp.<\/p>\n

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Rug\u0103 la prea\u00eenalt <\/strong><\/p>\n

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Am sim\u0163it noaptea cu degetele-n g\u00e2t
\n\u015fi nu m-am speriat,
\n\u00eencerca s\u0103-\u015fi a\u015feze aripile de pas\u0103re
\npe aura capului.<\/p>\n

Fruntea mi s-a descre\u0163it \u00een bucurie,
\nsufletul a ie\u015fit pe ferestrele deschise,
\n\u00een ochi am sim\u0163it cum se tope\u015fte cerul
\n\u015fi-mi urc\u0103-n genunchi aerul
\ncu pa\u015fi pe trepte-n absolut.<\/p>\n

Am ajuns
\npe un munte de spirit
\ns\u0103-mi asculte stelele ruga.<\/p>\n

O c\u0103dere dincolo de umbre<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 at\u00e2t de des
\n\u00eenc\u00e2t nimeni nu-i d\u0103 importan\u021b\u0103,
\no c\u0103dere dincolo de umbre
\ncu o rupere de cuvinte
\n\u00een amiaz\u0103 c\u00e2nd p\u0103m\u00e2ntu\u2019-i ajuns la periheliu
\n\u0219i timpul preseaz\u0103 virtual imaginea
\nunde se intersecteaz\u0103 razele de lumin\u0103
\n\u00een cuantele g\u00e2ndului meu.<\/p>\n

Cosmosul se reproduce \u00een interiorul fiec\u0103ruia
\ncu Dumnezeul s\u0103u cu tot
\npe care nu-l vezi dar \u00eei sim\u021bi ajutorul
\n\u0219i c\u00e2nd nu-l ceri.<\/p>\n

———————————————–<\/p>\n

Nicolae V\u0102L\u0102REANU-S\u0102RBU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sibiu<\/strong><\/p>\n

8 Martie 2018<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

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