{"id":37197,"date":"2018-03-28T10:24:52","date_gmt":"2018-03-28T10:24:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=37197"},"modified":"2018-03-28T11:03:38","modified_gmt":"2018-03-28T11:03:38","slug":"nicolae-baltescu-esente-lirice-versuri","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/03\/28\/nicolae-baltescu-esente-lirice-versuri\/","title":{"rendered":"Nicolae B\u0102L\u021aESCU: Esen\u021be lirice (versuri)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Motto:<\/p>\n

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Ce pot s\u0103 fac cu Dorul-zbucium care mereu m\u0103 cheam\u0103<\/p>\n

Spre Necuprinsul Nalt? E s\u0103 mai cresc, s-ajung ca s\u0103-mi deschid\u0103<\/p>\n

Poarta. C\u00e2nd Trandafirii deplin vor \u00eenflori \u00een mine, nici Vam\u0103<\/p>\n

Nu va mai fi!\u00a0 \u0218i atuci m\u0103 va cuprinde Dorul, \u0219i… fiin\u021ba mea timid\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00cen plin\u0103 floare… va pl\u00e2nge cu lacrimi din Lumin\u0103…<\/p>\n

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

Prin ochii Speran\u0163ei…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cen r\u0103t\u0103cire cumplit\u0103 hr\u0103nind \u00eenchipuirea iluzorie<\/p>\n

De a fi suveranul Galacticii, prin \u00eenc\u0103p\u0103\u0163\u00e2nare \u015fi m\u00e2ndrie<\/p>\n

Omul lumii vechi a stricat or\u00e2nduirea Lui Dumnezeu.<\/p>\n

Din \u00eeng\u00e2mfare a ignorat avertiz\u0103rile Profe\u0163ilor,<\/p>\n

Adev\u0103rul adus de Iisus \u015fi a pecetluit ostilitatea<\/p>\n

Printr-o Golgot\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Acea Oribil\u0103 sete de grandoare at\u00e2t de maladiv\u0103 \u015fi beteag\u0103<\/p>\n

T\u0103inuia \u00een p\u0103m\u00e2nteni, \u00eenc\u0103 din \u00eenceputuri, acel germene<\/p>\n

Al pieirii lor, germene care sporea odat\u0103 cu \u00eenchipuirea,<\/p>\n

Preg\u0103tea catastrofe, cataclisme, nenorociri declan\u015fate<\/p>\n

Ast\u0103zi \u00een bel\u015fug.<\/p>\n

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Numai Judecata, numai o Judecat\u0103 Divin\u0103 poate opri declinul,<\/p>\n

Poate na\u015fte un Neam Nou, prin schimbarea omului \u00eensu\u015fi<\/p>\n

A aceluia care a adus confuzia prin voin\u0163a gre\u015fit\u0103, t\u0103g\u0103duind<\/p>\n

Existen\u0163a Lui Dumnezeu, a Legilor Lui.<\/p>\n

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Oameni! \u00cembr\u0103\u0163i\u015fa\u0163i speran\u0163a, gr\u0103bi\u0163i-v\u0103 s\u0103 face\u0163i bine,<\/p>\n

Iubi\u0163i-v\u0103! Nu uita\u0163i de cei mai tri\u015fti, m\u00e2ng\u00e2ia\u0163i toleran\u0163a,<\/p>\n

Indulgen\u0163a \u00een cump\u0103tare, respecta\u0163i femeia \u00een sine,<\/p>\n

Altfel \u015fi B\u0103rbatul \u015fi Femeia Neamului Nou din dezgust<\/p>\n

Din groz\u0103vii se vor na\u015fte.<\/p>\n

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Prin ochii Speran\u0163ei, privire p\u0103trunz\u0103toare, v\u0103d \u015fi n\u0103d\u0103jduiesc<\/p>\n

O lume a Neamului Nou \u00een Marea Iubire z\u0103mislit\u0103 din Iubire,<\/p>\n

\u00cen dreptate. Ea vine, i-a aud c\u0103ldura, spre alinarea suferin\u0163elor,<\/p>\n

Triste\u0163ilor \u015fi a durerilor Terrei adunate abundent<\/p>\n

\u00cen veacuri nesf\u00e2r\u015fite.<\/p>\n

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Vine s\u0103 aduc\u0103 \u00een dar P\u0103m\u00e2ntului fericirea adev\u0103rat\u0103,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-l \u00eembrace \u00een giulgiurile Candorii, Bun\u0103t\u0103\u0163ii, Frumuse\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

Armonie va na\u015fte smerenia, modestia, simplitatea<\/p>\n

\u015ei atunci Noble\u0163ea statornic va z\u00e2mbi \u00een Univers.<\/p>\n

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O, Dacie, \u021aar\u0103 de Dor <\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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

St\u0103p\u00e2nind arta r\u0103zboiului, \u00eenfruntai st\u0103p\u00e2nirea \u015fi puterea,<\/p>\n

\u00cencercai s\u0103 culegi lauri, pentru Patrie \u015fi Libertate.<\/p>\n

Posed\u00e2nd arta p\u0103cii, te-ai ales cu preamultul respect de str\u0103ini \u2013<\/p>\n

O, Dacie Str\u0103bun\u0103!<\/p>\n

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Av\u00e2nd esen\u0163a vitejiei, curajului, drept\u0103\u0163ii, zestrea<\/p>\n

Cea mare, cinstea p\u0103rin\u0163ilor, \u00eenjugase\u015fi la desi\u015ful anilor<\/p>\n

Gustul Materiei, cunun\u0103 sie\u015fi povar\u0103, f\u0103c\u00e2ndu-te sclav.<\/p>\n

O, Dac din Timpuri!<\/p>\n

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Gustul dulce \u00een goana dup\u0103 averi \u015fi bog\u0103\u0163ii<\/p>\n

L\u0103sa amarul, \u00eenstr\u0103inarea peste puzderia neamului viteaz<\/p>\n

\u015ei drept, ce n\u0103\u015ftea \u00een fiecare o aprig\u0103 dorin\u0163\u0103 de m\u0103re\u0163ie,<\/p>\n

Sec\u00e2ndu-le unitatea.<\/p>\n

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Treze\u015fte-\u0163i vitejia, curajul, dreptatea, din cenu\u015f\u0103, precum<\/p>\n

Pas\u0103rea, rena\u015fte Patria dat\u0103 \u0163ie de Creator din \u00cenceputuri,<\/p>\n

Spre d\u0103inuire, adun\u0103-i cu iubire acas\u0103 pe to\u0163i cei de Ea<\/p>\n

V\u0103duvi\u0163i.<\/p>\n

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O, Dacie, nimeni \u015fi nici o dat\u0103 \u00een aceast\u0103 imensitatate<\/p>\n

Nu a r\u00e2s \u00een fa\u0163a mor\u0163ii \u015fi nu a \u00eenfruntat-o ca tine destoinic!<\/p>\n

Pre\u0163uind valoarea Eternit\u0103\u0163ii, tu proiectai slav\u0103 \u015fi d\u0103inuire<\/p>\n

Neamului peste vremuri.<\/p>\n

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Nestimate bog\u0103\u0163ii ai p\u0103strat, prin vitregia sor\u0163ii sie\u015fi urzit\u0103,<\/p>\n

Dacie, \u0162ar\u0103 de Dor, pururi t\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103 fii, prin limb\u0103, cultur\u0103,<\/p>\n

Prin datini, port, prin Ba\u015ftina ce n-ai risipit-o! Adun\u0103-te<\/p>\n

\u00cen leg\u0103m\u00e2nt!<\/p>\n

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Destine<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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

Teama de Cunoa\u015ftere \u00eendeamna osteneala mul\u0163imii<\/p>\n

Cu r\u00e2vn\u0103, din desi\u015ful de evuri. Sprijin visului teluric,<\/p>\n

Insistent, spre o zadarnic\u0103 nemurire a unei domnii<\/p>\n

Din sclavie.<\/p>\n

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Nu erai cuprins de admira\u0163ia profund\u0103 \u015fi ne\u0163\u0103rmurit\u0103<\/p>\n

Fa\u0163\u0103 de tine, adorai Via\u0163a. C\u0103zut din Netimp, substan\u0163a,<\/p>\n

\u00cen extazele existen\u0163ei terestre, te scotea negre\u015fit<\/p>\n

Din tiparele mediocrit\u0103\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

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Imensitatea mul\u0163imii insignifiante ignora esen\u0163a<\/p>\n

Existen\u0163ei, indolent. Tu, vulnerabil ca o ran\u0103 deschis\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00cengrozit de c\u0103derea ei, c\u0103utai \u00een devenire calea<\/p>\n

Din labirint.<\/p>\n

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\u00censp\u0103im\u00e2ntat uranic, primeai Iubirea. St\u0103p\u00e2nind<\/p>\n

Destinul, te ridicai sur\u00e2z\u00e2nd \u00een Univers<\/p>\n

Deasupra clipei. Gloata, n\u0103d\u0103jduind foloase,<\/p>\n

Te \u00eembia c\u0103l\u0103uz\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Vremuri ce tind s\u0103 apun\u0103… <\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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

Vremuri pentru o Lume r\u0103t\u0103cit\u0103 ce tind s\u0103 apun\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u0103i \u00een abunden\u0163\u0103, at\u00e2t de diverse, toate spre a distruge<\/p>\n

Sufletul uman prin ispita dezl\u0103n\u0163uit\u0103 oriunde:<\/p>\n

\u00cen familii, \u00een neamuri, pretutindeni.<\/p>\n

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Aceast\u0103 Lume \u00een c\u0103dere de mult nu se mai d\u0103ruie<\/p>\n

Adev\u0103ratului sim\u0163 al frumosului pentru forme nobile,<\/p>\n

Pline de gra\u0163ie, nu discerne ce e correct de ce este fals,<\/p>\n

Nu mai vibreaz\u0103 \u00een plin\u0103 bucurie \u015fi armonie.<\/p>\n

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Uniformizarea prin imita\u0163ie sau violen\u0163\u0103 gre\u015fit impune<\/p>\n

O cultur\u0103 str\u0103in\u0103 altor neamuri care anuleaz\u0103 barierele<\/p>\n

Culturale, bulverseaz\u0103 identit\u0103\u0163ile na\u0163ionale \u015fi colective,<\/p>\n

Pl\u0103smiund \u00eengrozitor un Nou Turn Babel.<\/p>\n

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Prin teroarea fizic\u0103 \u015fi moral\u0103 cultiv\u0103 \u00een f\u0103pturi spaim\u0103,<\/p>\n

Derut\u0103, suferin\u0163\u0103, lacrimi, s\u0103nge. Globaliz\u0103rile economice,<\/p>\n

Ambientale sporesc tabloul apocaliptic promov\u00e2nd ruine<\/p>\n

\u015ei schilodind esen\u0163a Nemuririi.<\/p>\n

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Zadarnic caut\u0103 alinare copil\u0103ria v\u0103duvit\u0103 de iubire<\/p>\n

Matern\u0103. Maternitatea e biciuit\u0103, \u00eenstr\u0103inat\u0103, istovit\u0103<\/p>\n

De c\u00e2\u015ftig \u015fi importan\u0163\u0103 terestr\u0103 prin stupide alerg\u0103ri<\/p>\n

Dup\u0103 averi \u015fi glorie.<\/p>\n

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Peregrin sunt …<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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

Peregrin sunt, fr\u0103m\u00e2ntat de dor…<\/p>\n

Sufletu-i mare \u0219i-n lut nu \u00eencape.<\/p>\n

T\u00e2nje\u0219te, aspir\u0103, se \u00eendreapt\u0103-n zbor<\/p>\n

Spre Izvorul din \u00cenalt s\u0103 se adape…<\/p>\n

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O minune ar fi, drag\u0103 amice,<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 g\u00e2ndul \u00een ad\u00e2nc ar arde,<\/p>\n

Prin cunoa\u0219tere s\u0103 se ridice,<\/p>\n

Plin de av\u00e2nt spre-N\u0103l\u021bimi Avangarde.<\/p>\n

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Dar, vai! E altfel g\u00e2ndul, e prea lumesc<\/p>\n

\u0218i n-are aripi ca spre Culmi s\u0103 zboare.<\/p>\n

Fiind legat de tot ce-i p\u0103m\u00e2ntesc,<\/p>\n

El schimb\u0103 Ve\u0219nicia pe-o form\u0103 care moare.<\/p>\n

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Peregrin sunt, fr\u0103m\u00e2ntat de dor…<\/p>\n

Sufletu-i mare \u0219i-n lut nu \u00eencape.<\/p>\n

T\u00e2nje\u0219te, aspir\u0103, se \u00eendreapt\u0103-n zbor<\/p>\n

Spre Izvorul din \u00cenalt s\u0103 se adape…<\/p>\n

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Vis<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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C\u00e2ndva voi merge \u00eentr-o Prim\u0103var\u0103<\/p>\n

Pe verdele ve\u015fm\u00e2nt p\u0103\u015find, ce va rena\u015fte<\/p>\n

O Lume Nou\u0103, o \u00cenviere, un Proasp\u0103t R\u0103s\u0103rit de Soare<\/p>\n

\u015ei voi sim\u0163i c\u0103 Timpul clipe nu mai pa\u015fte.<\/p>\n

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Voi alerga descul\u0163 pe iarba nou-n\u0103scut\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00cemi voi sc\u0103lda picioarele \u00een roua ve\u015fniciei,<\/p>\n

Destinul o s\u0103-mi c\u00e2nte din l\u0103ut\u0103,<\/p>\n

Iar Necuprinsul capu-o s\u0103-mi m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie.<\/p>\n

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Am s\u0103 perind \u00eentinderi de c\u00e2mpie<\/p>\n

\u015ei voi sim\u0163i c\u0103 am cuprins p\u0103m\u00e2ntul,<\/p>\n

Eu voi pluti ca-n vis de bucurie,<\/p>\n

Prieteni \u00eemi vor fi doaro Lume Nou\u0103, Stelele \u015fi V\u00e2ntul.<\/p>\n

————————-<\/p>\n

Nicolae B\u0102L\u021aESCU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Chi\u0219in\u0103u<\/strong><\/p>\n

28 martie, 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n

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