{"id":37225,"date":"2018-03-29T10:11:47","date_gmt":"2018-03-29T10:11:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=37225"},"modified":"2018-03-29T10:12:41","modified_gmt":"2018-03-29T10:12:41","slug":"anna-nora-rotaru-poesis-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/03\/29\/anna-nora-rotaru-poesis-9\/","title":{"rendered":"Anna-Nora ROTARU: Poesis"},"content":{"rendered":"

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PE FRUNTEA SUFLETULUI MEU<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Pe fruntea sufletului meu,<\/p>\n

Cernit-au ast\u0103zi flori de m\u0103r…<\/p>\n

Din ceruri poate, de vreun Zeu,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd ruga mi-auzit… sau Zmeu,<\/p>\n

Coroan\u0103-mi \u00eempletind \u00een p\u0103r !<\/p>\n

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Visul, r\u0103mas \u00een iarn\u0103 priponit,<\/p>\n

Pe st\u00e2lpul dezn\u0103dejdii \u00eenspre cer,<\/p>\n

P\u00e2n\u0103 mai ieri, de viscol prigonit,<\/p>\n

Mi-a s\u00e2ngerat la poale, surghiunit,<\/p>\n

De m\u00e2na crud-a unui temnicer…<\/p>\n

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Azi, \u00eens\u0103, parc\u0103 ies din labirint,<\/p>\n

Soarele m\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2mpin\u0103, m\u0103 scald\u0103…<\/p>\n

Cuvinte nu pot scrie din ce simt,<\/p>\n

\u00cemi picur\u0103 ca stropi de m\u0103rg\u0103rint,<\/p>\n

De bucurie, o sev\u0103 dulce, cald\u0103 !<\/p>\n

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Prezent\u0103-s prim\u0103verii-n s\u0103rb\u0103toare,<\/p>\n

M\u0103 inund\u0103 parfum de flori de m\u0103r,<\/p>\n

De parc\u0103 ies dintr-o v\u00e2ltoare,<\/p>\n

Put\u00e2nd fi iar\u0103\u0219i vis\u0103toare,<\/p>\n

Prinz\u00e2nd din zbor fluturi \u00een p\u0103r…<\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u0218i am de-ast\u00e2mp\u0103rat at\u00e2ta sete,<\/p>\n

Ce-am adunat \u00een sufletu-mi arid…<\/p>\n

C\u0103 vreau s\u0103 \u0219terg cu un burete,<\/p>\n

Amare lacrimi \u0219i regrete,<\/p>\n

Din mine s\u0103-nfloresc timid !<\/p>\n

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S\u0103 cred \u00een zile noi \u0219i \u00eencerc\u0103ri,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-mi vina, f\u0103r-a scrie-o jalb\u0103<\/p>\n

\u0218i-n loc de vifor \u0219i \u00eentunec\u0103ri,<\/p>\n

Doar prim\u0103veri m-a\u0219tepte pe c\u0103r\u0103ri,<\/p>\n

Din flori de m\u0103r s\u0103-mi fac o salb\u0103 !<\/p>\n

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\u00a0 I-AM PUS ARIPI G\u00c2NDIRII…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Mi s-au uscat culorile de pe palet\u0103,<\/p>\n

N-avui curajul s\u0103 pun m\u00e2na pe penel…<\/p>\n

Atunci, am vrut s\u0103-n\u0219ir cuvinte de poet\u0103,<\/p>\n

Umpl\u00e2nd h\u00e2rtiile cu cerneal\u0103 violet\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ca scurs\u0103 din petalele de st\u00e2njenel,<\/p>\n

C\u0103ut\u00e2nd \u00een mine un tunel…<\/p>\n

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La cap\u0103t, s\u0103-i g\u0103sesc tainic\u0103 u\u0219\u0103,<\/p>\n

S-o deschid fugind… m\u0103 hazardez ?<\/p>\n

Prea-mi simt m\u00e2inile legate \u00een catu\u0219\u0103,<\/p>\n

Prea-mi scormonesc jarul \u00een cenu\u0219\u0103,<\/p>\n

Lumin\u0103 nu v\u0103d \u0219i-ntunericu-mi brodez…<\/p>\n

Poate-oi z\u0103ri o raz\u0103 s-evadez,<\/p>\n

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Din mine, pe calea universului, secret\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00cenc\u0103 n-a dat de ea oarb\u0103-mi privirea…<\/p>\n

C\u0103 nu-i pusesem, nici lentile, nici lunet\u0103,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-mi g\u0103seasc\u0103 imaginara mea planet\u0103,<\/p>\n

Pe care s\u0103 mi se a\u0219eze lin G\u00e2ndirea,<\/p>\n

Vis\u00e2ndu-mi nemurirea…<\/p>\n

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Ci, am l\u0103sat-o-n ”casa min\u021bii ”, p\u0103r\u0103sit\u0103,<\/p>\n

Cu geamurile-i sparte \u0219i perdele rupte…<\/p>\n

De ani r\u0103mas\u0103 vrai\u0219te \u0219i nevopsit\u0103,<\/p>\n

S-o-mp\u00e2nzeasc\u0103 iedera cea h\u0103mesit\u0103,<\/p>\n

P\u0103ianjenii s\u0103-i \u021bese p\u00e2nze ne\u00eentrerupte,<\/p>\n

F\u0103r-un r\u0103gaz s\u0103 lupte…<\/p>\n

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Sim\u021bii un zv\u00e2cnet \u00eens\u0103, fior de zori de zi,<\/p>\n

O sclipire m-a trezit din tunelu-ntunecos…<\/p>\n

O prim\u0103var\u0103, un zefir, ecou-mi slobozi,<\/p>\n

Un curcubeu, G\u00e2ndirea toat\u0103-mi \u00eemp\u00e2nzi,<\/p>\n

\u00cempr\u0103\u0219tiindu-mi co\u0219marul negru \u0219i v\u00e2scos,<\/p>\n

Lumina, de-ntuneric s-o descos…<\/p>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0 \u00ceNGERE, IA-M\u0102 CU TINE<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cengerul meu bl\u00e2nd din ceruri, \u00eenger p\u0103zitor,<\/p>\n

Te a\u0219tept \u00een nop\u021bi de veghe, cu stele \u0219i cu lun\u0103 plin\u0103…<\/p>\n

Coboar\u0103-te la mine, pe aripi m\u0103 ridic\u0103, ia-m\u0103-n zbor,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2t mai departe du-m\u0103, de lumea asta, murdar\u0103 \u0219i hain\u0103 !<\/p>\n

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Las\u0103-m\u0103 u\u0219or s\u0103 m\u0103 lipesc de tine, s\u0103 te ating cu fruntea,<\/p>\n

Din r\u0103coarea ta sf\u00e2nt\u0103 s\u0103 m-ad\u0103p, un pic s\u0103 m\u0103 dezmierde…<\/p>\n

Desf\u0103-mi lan\u021burile \u0219i c\u0103tu\u0219ele de la picior, s\u0103 pot trece puntea,<\/p>\n

Spre lumea de-nceput, c\u00e2nd ne sc\u0103ldam \u00een azuriu \u0219i verde !<\/p>\n

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Du-m\u0103 departe de negrul, ro\u0219ul de s\u00e2nge-al lumii de-azi,<\/p>\n

Cuprins\u0103-n aripile tale, ap\u0103r\u0103-m\u0103 de mocirla ce se \u00eemp\u00e2nze\u0219te…<\/p>\n

Zv\u00e2cne\u0219te \u0219i \u00eenalt\u0103-m\u0103 cu tine, c\u00e2t po\u021bi mai sus, s\u0103 nu-mi cazi,<\/p>\n

C\u0103-i ” monstrul ” jos, cu gura c\u0103scat\u0103, se-ntinde, se treze\u0219te !<\/p>\n

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S\u0103 g\u0103sim-mpreun\u0103 drumul, poarta spre lume-aceea ideal\u0103,<\/p>\n

Departe de-asta de acum, r\u0103utacioas\u0103, cu mutrele ei h\u00e2de…<\/p>\n

S-ajungem acolo, unde totu-i pur, sc\u0103ldat \u00eentr-o lumin\u0103 pal\u0103,<\/p>\n

Unde-i l\u0103ca\u0219ul de cristal al \u00eengerilor \u0219i nu acela pentru g\u00e2de !<\/p>\n

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Acolo-\u021bi spun, unde sferele c\u00e2nt\u0103 nep\u0103m\u00e2ntean\u0103 simfonie,<\/p>\n

Unde, nu te-am\u0103ge\u0219te nimeni, orbec\u0103ind printre confuzii…<\/p>\n

Unde domne\u0219te purul adev\u0103r, nimic nu-\u021bi pare-a fi o utopie,<\/p>\n

Nici nu-nt\u00e2lne\u0219ti minciuna, mediocritatea ascuns\u0103 \u00een iluzii !<\/p>\n

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Hai, \u00cengere, ridic\u0103-m\u0103 si m\u0103 ascunde-ntre catifelatele-\u021bi aripe,<\/p>\n

\u00cengenunchez, s\u0103 ne rug\u0103m \u00een tain\u0103, sufletul s\u0103 mi se spele,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 timpu-i crud, pe p\u0103m\u00e2nteni nu iart\u0103, fuge, ne gone\u0219te clipe<\/p>\n

\u0218i nu-mi r\u0103m\u00e2n prea multe \u00een \u0219irag, ca s\u0103 m\u0103 ag\u0103\u021b de ele !<\/p>\n

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Las\u0103-m\u0103 apoi, pe-o sfer\u0103 s\u0103 m-a\u0219ez, s\u0103 fie a mea printre divine…<\/p>\n

Via\u021ba, de-a pururi s\u0103-mi fie, ca o adiere \u0219i nu a\u0219a de efemer\u0103…<\/p>\n

Pove\u0219ti din ceruri numai s\u0103 aud \u0219i nu ca pe P\u0103m\u00e2nt, suspine<\/p>\n

\u0218i nici de azi pe m\u00e2ine s\u0103 tr\u0103iesc, legat\u0103 de a mea himer\u0103 !<\/p>\n

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E ORA… ACEEA…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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E ora… aceea sumbr\u0103, cu lun\u0103 ro\u015fie \u00een noapte,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd trupurile se zv\u00e2rcolesc \u00een a\u015fternuturi<\/p>\n

\u015ei mut\u0103 pare gura, de-nghesuite \u015foapte,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd de co\u015fmaruri, nu po\u0163i s\u0103 te scuturi…<\/p>\n

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E ora… c\u00e2nd, durerea-n s\u00e2nge \u00ee\u0163i pulseaz\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015ei sufletul, de team\u0103, \u00eencepe s\u0103 vibreze…<\/p>\n

G\u00e2ndul priponit de-un ciot de vis ofteaz\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015ei-ntunericul, vrea fantazme s\u0103 picteze…<\/p>\n

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E ora… c\u00e2nd, pe la col\u0163uri ies n\u0103luci,<\/p>\n

Purt\u00e2nd pe ele-nc\u0103, de vremi, uscate jerbe,<\/p>\n

Ademenindu-te viclean, pe drumul lor s-apuci,<\/p>\n

Cu pas funebru, spre alte lumi, acerbe…<\/p>\n

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E ora… c\u00e2nd, stropi de ap\u0103 cer seto\u015fii,<\/p>\n

Cu gurile c\u0103scate, a\u015ftept\u00e2nd a soarbe…<\/p>\n

Tresari \u00een somn, c\u00e2nd \u0163ip\u0103 buful \u015fi coco\u015fii,<\/p>\n

Se zbate pleoapa, pe goalele priviri \u015fi oarbe…<\/p>\n

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E ora… c\u00e2nd, mintea amor\u0163it\u0103 nu-\u0163i percepe,<\/p>\n

Dramul de con\u015ftiin\u0163\u0103 se zbate-n agonie…<\/p>\n

Sim\u0163i c\u0103 ceva sf\u00e2r\u015fe\u015fte, altul poate nu-ncepe,<\/p>\n

\u015ei-auzi, h\u00e2de umbre, cum g\u00e2lg\u00e2ie a ironie…<\/p>\n

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E ora… c\u00e2nd, \u0163ip\u0103tul r\u0103zbate prin co\u015fmar,<\/p>\n

Speriind la cruci, r\u0103scruci, c\u00e2te-o driad\u0103…<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd scuipi \u00een san, jur\u00e2nd s-aduci pe-altar,<\/p>\n

Lum\u00e2nare, t\u0103m\u00e2ie, ultimului p\u0103cat spovad\u0103 !<\/p>\n

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E ora… c\u00e2nd… Binele lupt\u0103 cu R\u0103ul,<\/p>\n

\u00cen noi \u015fi pentru noi vroind s\u0103-nving\u0103…<\/p>\n

A\u015ftept\u00e2nd sentin\u0163a: ori s\u0103 ne-nghit\u0103 h\u0103ul,<\/p>\n

Ori \u00een Edem, M\u00e2na cea Sf\u00e2nta s\u0103 ne-mping\u0103 …<\/p>\n

E ora… aceea…<\/p>\n

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APOSTOL F\u0102R\u0102 NUME<\/strong><\/p>\n

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De-mi ceri, Tu, Doamne, sufletul am s\u0103-l predau,<\/p>\n

Cuvioas\u0103, c-aicea pe P\u0103m\u00e2nt am \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at destule…<\/p>\n

Din via\u0163a ce mi-ai d\u0103ruit, am luat \u015fi pot s\u0103 dau<\/p>\n

\u015ei l-al\u0163ii, c\u0103 bra\u0163ele-mi sunt pline \u015fi s\u0103tule !<\/p>\n

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M-ai \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at cum s\u0103 s\u0103desc \u015fi roade am cules,<\/p>\n

Din p\u00e2ntecele P\u0103m\u00e2ntului dar \u015fi din mine…<\/p>\n

Ca ofrand\u0103, din toate, fructu-\u0163i dau, cel mai ales<\/p>\n

\u015ei Tu, s\u0103-mi la\u015fi zborul spre sferele-\u0163i divine.<\/p>\n

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S\u0103dii-n fertil\u0103 hum\u0103, dar \u015fi-n st\u00e2nc\u0103 \u015fi-n nisip<\/p>\n

“Semin\u0163e” ce mi-ai dat, s\u0103 poat\u0103 prinde r\u0103d\u0103cini…<\/p>\n

Evlavioas\u0103, cum mi-ai spus, ca niciuna s\u0103 risip,<\/p>\n

Din ele s\u0103 r\u0103sar\u0103-n puzderie, vl\u0103stare \u015fi tulpini.<\/p>\n

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Le-am udat cu dragoste-n c\u0103u\u015f cu sacre lacrimi,<\/p>\n

Le-am oblojit, c\u00e2nd “ramul” poate li-era fr\u00e2nt…<\/p>\n

Un pic de doruri omene\u015fti le-am dat \u015fi patimi<\/p>\n

\u015ei-ntelepciune, s\u0103 priceap\u0103 Logul T\u0103u cel sf\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

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Crescur\u0103 chipuri ca al T\u0103u, din hum\u0103 \u015fi-usc\u0103ciuni,<\/p>\n

Din c\u00e2mpuri, de\u015ferturi, chiar cr\u0103p\u0103turi de st\u00e2nci…<\/p>\n

I-am \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at s\u0103 g\u00e2ngureasc\u0103 cuvinte-n rug\u0103ciuni<\/p>\n

\u015ei cum s\u0103 scoat-aghiazma din grotele ad\u00e2nci,<\/p>\n

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S\u0103-\u015fi spele fiecare, de tin\u0103, sufletul ne\u015flefuit,<\/p>\n

Ca primenit le fie, c\u00e2nd Tu-l vei pune pe c\u00e2ntar…<\/p>\n

S\u0103-\u0163i spele t\u0103lpile, Doamne, din drumul pr\u0103fuit,<\/p>\n

Te-nt\u00e2mpine cu crini, cu mir \u015fi smirn\u0103 pe altar !<\/p>\n

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Anna-Nora ROTARU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Atena, Grecia<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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