{"id":37425,"date":"2018-04-02T08:28:07","date_gmt":"2018-04-02T08:28:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=37425"},"modified":"2018-04-02T08:28:07","modified_gmt":"2018-04-02T08:28:07","slug":"irina-lucia-mihalca-vesnicia-cuvintelor-poeme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/04\/02\/irina-lucia-mihalca-vesnicia-cuvintelor-poeme\/","title":{"rendered":"Irina Lucia MIHALCA: Ve\u0219nicia cuvintelor (poeme)"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00cen ve\u015fnicia f\u0103r\u0103 cuvinte<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

O stea se stinge \u00een preludiul nop\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

Scutur\u00e2ndu-\u015fi aripile, \u00een crengile salciei,<\/p>\n

o pas\u0103re \u00ee\u015fi c\u00e2nt\u0103 ultimul c\u00e2ntec.<\/p>\n

Tot ce nu i-a putut spune va afla pe cel\u0103lalt mal.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ea a plecat spre apa cerului,<\/p>\n

prin fiecare via\u0163\u0103, pe aleile fiec\u0103rui pas risipit,<\/p>\n

por\u0163ile s-au \u00eenchis.<\/p>\n

La chemarea umbrelor adormite,<\/p>\n

v\u00e2ntul nu-\u015fi mai adie t\u00e2nguirea ruinelor.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ea a plecat prin z\u0103pada dorului,<\/p>\n

spre \u0163ara soarelui un zbor de fluturi fixeaz\u0103<\/p>\n

eternitatea clipelor trecute.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

M\u00e2inile ei au r\u0103mas impregnate pe trupul lui.<\/p>\n

F\u0103r\u0103 regrete, r\u00e2nd pe r\u00e2nd,<\/p>\n

por\u0163ile s-au \u00eenchis.<\/p>\n

Desp\u0103r\u0163i\u0163i, prin absen\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

se reg\u0103sesc \u00een ad\u00e2ncul lor.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

O ultim\u0103 amintire – petale de iasomie<\/p>\n

\u00eempr\u0103\u015ftiate<\/p>\n

de furtuna inimilor spre luna pictat\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ea a plecat prin ninsoarea alb\u0103 de cire\u015f.<\/p>\n

\u00cen ve\u015fnicia f\u0103r\u0103 cuvinte,<\/p>\n

privirea<\/p>\n

permite visului s\u0103 vad\u0103<\/p>\n

poemele scrijelite pe trupul ei.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen ghiocul durerii<\/p>\n

se-aude inima lor picur\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n

Prin carnea cuvintelor,<\/p>\n

dincolo de marginile vie\u0163ii,<\/p>\n

respir\u0103 lacrima iubirii,<\/p>\n

mistuit\u0103 de fl\u0103c\u0103rile spinilor.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ea a plecat \u00een marea oglind\u0103,<\/p>\n

cobor\u00e2nd<\/p>\n

\u015fuvoiul clipelor tr\u0103ite<\/p>\n

\u00een fluviul argintiu al nemuririi.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00centr-un cuv\u00e2nt \u00eencape \u00eentreaga lume <\/strong><\/p>\n

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

Timpul \u00ee\u015fi cerne fulgii uit\u0103rii. Iris al cerului \u2013<\/em><\/strong> arc divin!
\n\u00cen r\u0103v\u0103\u015firea v\u00e2ntului \u015ftrengar,<\/p>\n

prin p\u0103duri multicolore plute\u015fte aroma<\/p>\n

de toamn\u0103 ruginie-rubinie cu parfum de struguri cop\u0163i
\n\u2013 <\/em><\/strong>miroase a toamn\u0103 la tot pasul.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Lini\u015ftea apelor cu flac\u0103ra b\u0103rcii o aprinde.<\/p>\n

De unde-a venit, \u00eencotro se va duce?<\/p>\n

Nu \u015ftie nimeni noua r\u0103scruce, plute\u015fte \u00een larg <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u2013<\/em><\/strong> cu aur amurgul \u00eei vopse\u015fte v\u00e2slele.<\/p>\n

Nu e prea simplu s\u0103 cobori, s\u0103 te \u00eentorci apoi,
\narip\u0103 \u00eenro\u015fit\u0103 de suflet,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 discerni firele de lumin\u0103,
\ns\u0103-i vezi curcubeul, s\u0103-i auzi dulcele c\u00e2ntec<\/p>\n

\u015fi s\u0103-l p\u0103strezi mereu… E doar inima mea<\/p>\n

cea care-i prime\u015fte cerul \u015fi \u00eengem\u0103narea culorilor?<\/p>\n

\u00centr-un cuv\u00e2nt \u00eencape \u00eentreaga lume,<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-un cuv\u00e2nt \u00eenc\u0103 nespus,<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o silab\u0103 trec\u0103toare, nerostit\u0103!<\/p>\n

Ecoul numelui t\u0103u \u00eentr-un verb \u2013<\/em><\/strong> Eu Sunt,<\/p>\n

tot ce Tu e\u015fti \u00een mine, acea imagine a Absolutului!<\/p>\n

Toate mor. Pe unde vei trece noaptea<\/p>\n

vei auzi \u015foaptele str\u0103zilor pustii,<\/p>\n

ale caselor p\u0103r\u0103site, ale ferestrelor nedeschise.
\nPe unde vei trece noaptea<\/p>\n

vei auzi lacrima pietrelor, t\u00e2nguirea
\ncopacilor t\u0103ia\u0163i \u015fi-a r\u00e2urilor secate…<\/p>\n

Pustiul lor \u00eencepe dincolo de noi!
\nNe adap\u0103m setea<\/p>\n

la izvorul magic al vie\u0163ii \u015fi-al jocului ei.
\nNe deschidem aripile spre r\u0103d\u0103cinile noastre,<\/p>\n

\u00een taina fiec\u0103rui ceas.
\n\u00cenainte de a intra \u00een t\u0103cere<\/p>\n

culegem azurul,<\/p>\n

sem\u0103n\u0103m vise, p\u0103trundem \u00een abisuri,<\/p>\n

\u00eenvingem timpul,<\/p>\n

precum o pas\u0103re peste m\u0103rile cerului<\/p>\n

ce-\u015fi reia imaginea pierdut\u0103.<\/p>\n

Lini\u015fte-n g\u00e2nd, lini\u015fte-n suflet, lini\u015fte-n spirit!
\n\u00cen toate lini\u015fte! T\u0103cerea ne-nconjoar\u0103,
\nspre reg\u0103sire ne trimite,<\/p>\n

d\u00e2nd aripi g\u00e2ndului de Lumin\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Lacrima din abisul durerii<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Peste abisul durerii, aripile \u00cengerului Negru s-au desf\u0103cut.
\nUn singur trofeu \u0163i-a cerut, inima.<\/p>\n

V\u00e2rtej \u00eennegurat de g\u00e2nduri, tu, suflet nelini\u015ftit,
\norbit ui\u0163i visul, tr\u0103irea, iubirea.
\nR\u0103t\u0103citor, cu fiecare pas,<\/p>\n

ad\u00e2nc calci \u015fi-ntuneci lumina.<\/p>\n

Amintiri, risipite \u00een cioburi-vitralii le-mpr\u0103\u015ftii-n neant.
\nLuciri de ape \u00eenvolburate ne-ndep\u0103rteaz\u0103 timpul,
\ntot mai str\u0103in te t\u00e2r\u0103\u015fti cu fiecare g\u00e2nd,
\n\u00een urm\u0103, r\u0103ni, lacrimi, fum,<\/p>\n

drumuri tot mai retrase \u00een cea\u0163\u0103,
\n\u00een oglinda de ieri<\/p>\n

prive\u015fti cum trece umbra ta g\u00e2rbov\u0103.
\nPribeag c\u0103l\u0103tor, prin \u00eentunericul nop\u0163ii b\u00e2jb\u00e2i!<\/p>\n

Cu o mut\u0103 strigare, tot mai singur \u00een cercul durerii,
\n\u00eenalte ziduri \u0163i-apar \u00een cale,<\/p>\n

inutil destrami un alt cerc,
\nos\u00e2nd\u0103 \u0163i-e veghea \u00een eternul pustiu.
\nO singur\u0103 cheie va dezlega lan\u0163ul blestemului atras,
\nlacrima \u015fi-ntoarcerea prin cercul de foc,<\/p>\n

labirintul de ieri,<\/p>\n

poarta spre Ochiul Luminii,<\/p>\n

nem\u0103rginita iubire din inima pierdut\u0103.<\/p>\n

Din casa-g\u00e2ndului,<\/p>\n

fiecare unitate ne cere o nou\u0103 trinitate \u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Lacrima unei fete ajuns\u0103 \u00eentr-un poem<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Iat\u0103 lacrima unei fete ajuns\u0103 \u00eentr-un poem!<\/p>\n

– Lacrima sau Fata? ai s\u0103 m\u0103-ntrebi.<\/p>\n

– Ambele! am s\u0103 \u00ee\u0163i spun.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Trecutul, mereu iluzia clipei!<\/p>\n

Memoria r\u0103m\u00e2ne \u00eenchis\u0103 acolo,<\/p>\n

c\u0103ci fiecare prim\u0103var\u0103 e unic\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u015fi dragostea cea mai nebun\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015fi mai durabil\u0103<\/p>\n

nu e dec\u00e2t un adev\u0103r trec\u0103tor.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Durere despletit\u0103! \u00cen urm\u0103,<\/p>\n

ruinele sunt n\u0103p\u0103dite de ierburi<\/p>\n

\u015fi pa\u015fii lor purta\u0163i de v\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Timpul nu trece,<\/p>\n

se-nv\u00e2rte doar pe loc,<\/p>\n

iubirea nu e mereu iubire<\/p>\n

\u015fi ura nu e mereu ur\u0103,<\/p>\n

am\u0103gitor, destinul te trimite<\/p>\n

spre por\u0163i \u00eenchise,<\/p>\n

iar mai t\u00e2rziu,<\/p>\n

dup\u0103 momentul zero,<\/p>\n

spre frigul ce te va cuprinde.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Din tine \u015fi din mine nicio urm\u0103,<\/p>\n

z\u00e2mbesc amar:<\/p>\n

\u2013<\/em><\/strong> Acesta-i timpul!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nori, p\u0103s\u0103ri \u015fi pietre,<\/p>\n

cu\u0163ite aruncate,<\/p>\n

sc\u00e2ntei \u0163\u00e2\u015fnite,<\/p>\n

stele unite \u00eentr-un zbor,<\/p>\n

un c\u00e2mp de maci<\/p>\n

\u015fi verdele trifoiului,<\/p>\n

(mult timp, zadarnic ai c\u0103utat-o)<\/p>\n

c\u00e2ndva am stat acolo,<\/p>\n

acum e\u015fti liber,<\/p>\n

purtat de timp,<\/p>\n

prin timp,<\/p>\n

nuntit, doar, cu un vis!<\/p>\n

———————————<\/p>\n

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

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

2 aprilie, 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n

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