{"id":37720,"date":"2018-04-07T11:08:44","date_gmt":"2018-04-07T11:08:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=37720"},"modified":"2018-04-07T11:08:44","modified_gmt":"2018-04-07T11:08:44","slug":"irina-lucia-mihalca-lumina-n-vesnicie-poesis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/04\/07\/irina-lucia-mihalca-lumina-n-vesnicie-poesis\/","title":{"rendered":"Irina Lucia MIHALCA: Lumin\u0103-n ve\u015fnicie (poesis)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Las lumea s\u0103 treac\u0103 prin mine<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Privesc tacut\u0103, \u00een ploaie,<\/p>\n

mormintele luminate prin cimitir.<\/p>\n

Las lumea s\u0103 treac\u0103 prin mine.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00cen<\/strong> sunetul grav<\/p>\n

al clopotelor trase rar,<\/p>\n

memoria persist\u0103, doare.<\/p>\n

Dispari\u0163ia \u015fi revenirea<\/p>\n

m\u0103 b\u00e2ntuie u\u015for,<\/p>\n

chiar dac\u0103<\/p>\n

de mult timp pleca\u0163i<\/p>\n

sunt \u00eenc\u0103 cu mine.<\/p>\n

Fe\u0163ele lor se-ascund,<\/p>\n

z\u00e2mbind,<\/p>\n

\u00een spatele oglinzii,<\/p>\n

prea multe p\u0103s\u0103ri c\u00e2nt\u0103toare<\/p>\n

\u015fi-at\u00e2tea zgomote<\/p>\n

amestecate \u00een dep\u0103rtare.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen<\/strong> lini\u015fte, m\u0103 rog pentru ei,<\/p>\n

pentru iertare, lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

senin \u015fi iubire,<\/p>\n

elibera\u0163i sunt acum<\/p>\n

din lumea durerii.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Cu p\u0103s\u0103rile, \u00een noapte,<\/p>\n

– bel canto –<\/p>\n

intr\u0103 adev\u0103rul nostru,<\/p>\n

Lumin\u0103 din Lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u201cHristos a \u00ce<\/strong>nviat!\u201d<\/p>\n

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Lumin\u0103-n ve\u015fnicie<\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/strong>Suntem c\u0103l\u0103tori pe cont propriu,
\ntrenul pornit \u00een c\u0103l\u0103toria<\/p>\n

descoperirii de sine,
\nadun\u00e2nd toate sunetele \u00eempr\u0103\u015ftiate,
\nacea uimire a deschiderii ochilor
\n\u015fi provoc\u0103rii sim\u0163urilor,
\nabur nediminuat la marginea pr\u0103pastiei.<\/p>\n

La un moment dat,
\nfiecare \u00eenoat\u0103 \u00een propria durere,
\ncalcin\u00e2ndu-\u015fi mla\u015ftinile,
\nusc\u00e2ndu-le la soare,<\/p>\n

l\u0103s\u00e2ndu-le s\u0103 se-albeasc\u0103<\/p>\n

de trecut, de prezent,
\nc\u0103ci via\u0163a, acea moarte deghizat\u0103,
\nsingurul gardian al inscrip\u0163iei votive,
\nnu te-atinge
\ncu primul \u015fi ultimul sunet,
\nnu elibereaz\u0103, nu a\u015fteapt\u0103 ceva,
\nniciun apel<\/p>\n

nu sun\u0103 \u00een ultima secund\u0103,
\nun vis rul\u00e2nd f\u0103r\u0103 \u0163int\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 direc\u0163ie.<\/p>\n

La final, nicio pr\u0103pastie
\nnu este c\u0103scat\u0103,
\npoate, doar, un punct \u00eenchis,
\nnicio oboseal\u0103 parcurs\u0103,
\npoate un alt relief,
\nnicio durere nu mai este,<\/p>\n

nimic, nimic, numai cuvinte moarte.<\/p>\n

Ultimul s\u0103rut
\nse concentreaz\u0103 pe un cuv\u00e2nt,
\npendulul se leag\u0103n\u0103 impasibil,
\ncresc\u00e2nd tempoul de curs\u0103 lung\u0103,
\nprin durerile na\u015fterii de frunze moarte.<\/p>\n

O \u015fans\u0103 exist\u0103,
\nruga pentru r\u0103scump\u0103rare,
\na\u015fteapt\u00e2nd cerul<\/p>\n

s\u0103 \u0163i se deschid\u0103-n inim\u0103,
\ns\u0103-nvie stelele moarte,
\ns\u0103 reaprind\u0103 focul<\/p>\n

cu fl\u0103c\u0103rile contopite<\/p>\n

de flac\u0103ra stelei ce arde-n noi,
\nlumina ei, lumina ta,
\ndoar o lumin\u0103, Lumin\u0103-n ve\u015fnicie.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sub pecetea destinului <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Prins \u00een lan\u0163uri ce par ve\u015fnice,<\/p>\n

m\u0103 prive\u015fti printre valuri,<\/p>\n

\u00eemi sim\u0163i nem\u0103rginirile albastre.<\/p>\n

Vom \u015fti vreodat\u0103<\/p>\n

poezia din privirile noastre?<\/p>\n

Clocotitoare putere ce trece<\/p>\n

peste orice ne\u00een\u0163eles!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Via\u0163a o la\u015fi s\u0103-\u0163i scalde malurile<\/p>\n

cele mai \u00eendep\u0103rtate ale ad\u00e2ncurilor,<\/p>\n

acolo unde-ai g\u0103sit mereu taina.<\/p>\n

\u00a0– Unde s\u0103 te g\u0103sesc, inima mea?<\/em><\/p>\n

\u0163i-am auzit vocea pierdut\u0103,<\/p>\n

undeva departe,<\/p>\n

glas de cocor stins \u00een umbr\u0103,<\/p>\n

strig\u0103t \u00een noapte, \u00een b\u0103taia ploilor,<\/p>\n

risipind orice speran\u0163\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Cutreier\u0103m timpul oprit \u00een adev\u0103r<\/p>\n

– flux nou de energie -,<\/p>\n

te port \u00eentr-o poveste,<\/p>\n

aripa zborului, mereu alta \u015fi alta,<\/p>\n

fiecare a\u015fezare pe bra\u0163ele tale<\/p>\n

ne schimb\u0103 destina\u0163ia,<\/p>\n

cuvintele umede, str\u0103punse de ceruri,<\/p>\n

ajung \u00een inima ta,<\/p>\n

ca pe o tain\u0103 le str\u00e2ngi.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

E\u015fti \u00eendr\u0103zne\u0163 \u00een prim\u0103vara speran\u0163ei \u00eenmugurite,<\/p>\n

ai de parcurs lumi \u015fi planete,<\/p>\n

mereu prezent,<\/p>\n

re\u00eennoit din p\u00e2ntecul cosmic,<\/p>\n

\u00eenconjurat de acel nimb de frumos<\/p>\n

ce te-a f\u0103cut s\u0103 te prive\u015fti<\/p>\n

spre soare, \u00een lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

om liber, a\u015fezat \u00een mijlocul lumii,<\/p>\n

\u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015f\u00e2nd-o, sim\u0163indu-i tumultul<\/p>\n

din fiecare gest,<\/p>\n

umbletul cald din lume<\/p>\n

\u015fi felul \u00een care te sim\u0163i parte din \u00eentreg.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0– Destinul mi-a fost pus sub pecetea ta, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0te c\u0103utam de-at\u00e2tea vie\u0163i,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u015ftiu c\u0103 m-am \u00eent\u00e2lnit cu cea dorit\u0103 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00een acea atingere a infinitului, <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00een orice mi\u015fcare a visurilor mele,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0mi-ai rea\u015fezat lumea mea,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0m\u00e2inile tale mi-au str\u00e2ns <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u015f<\/em>i mi-au deschis ochii,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0e\u015fti raza mea de cerc \u015fi de acolo<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0putem deschide orice univers.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

Acum da,\u00a0 \u015ftiu c\u0103 numai \u00een tine <\/em><\/p>\n

voi reg\u0103si piesele complete!<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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

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

\u00a0– \u00cemi trebuie doar o pic\u0103tur\u0103 ca cineva <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0s\u0103-mi tulbure existen\u0163a, s\u0103-mi coloreze apa.<\/em><\/p>\n

– \u00eemi spui, acum, c\u0103 m-ai v\u0103zut,<\/p>\n

la ceas de sear\u0103, printre at\u00e2\u0163ia trec\u0103tori<\/p>\n

– ecou reverberat a unor imagini fulguite -,<\/p>\n

pe o str\u0103du\u0163\u0103 \u00eentortocheat\u0103 din Praga,<\/p>\n

o siluet\u0103 str\u0103vezie, cu o e\u015farf\u0103 s\u00e2ngerie,<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o rochie de culoarea speran\u0163ei,<\/p>\n

la pas, c\u00e2nd domol, c\u00e2nd repede,<\/p>\n

captivat\u0103 de str\u0103lucirea vitrinelor<\/p>\n

\u015fi miresmele ora\u015fului.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Prin ninsoarea de frunze aurii \u015fi verde catifelat<\/p>\n

\u00een care timpul<\/p>\n

p\u0103rea c\u0103-\u015fi pierduse orice sens<\/p>\n

m-ai urmat hipnotizat,<\/p>\n

dar c\u00e2nd s\u0103 m-atingi<\/p>\n

am disp\u0103rut subit, cobor\u00e2nd,<\/p>\n

prin spirala unei oglinzi fumeg\u00e2nde,<\/p>\n

\u00een abisul unui alt vis.<\/p>\n

Tocmai sunase grav ceasul astronomic<\/p>\n

din turnul pie\u0163ii vechiului ora\u015f.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

C\u0103l\u0103tor \u00een timp m-ai reg\u0103sit, la c\u00e2\u0163iva pa\u015fi,<\/p>\n

pe faleza m\u0103rii, \u00een Constan\u0163a,<\/p>\n

acolo unde,<\/p>\n

ca pe-o perdea cu falduri,<\/p>\n

ai ridicat, din calea mea, marea agitat\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u00cen zare pluteau leg\u0103nate cor\u0103bii de foc,<\/p>\n

prin aer treceau \u015fi sta\u0163ionau<\/p>\n

ma\u015fini purt\u0103toare de g\u00e2nduri multicolore,<\/p>\n

iar arborii se-aplecau s\u0103 ne ridice-n cer<\/p>\n

cu bra\u0163ele larg desf\u0103cute,<\/p>\n

dar pe m\u0103sur\u0103 ce te-apropiai,<\/p>\n

mereu prezent\u0103, suflarea-mi tremur\u00e2nd\u0103,<\/p>\n

mereu nev\u0103zut\u0103,<\/p>\n

mereu risipit\u0103-ntr-un nou vis,<\/p>\n

univers suspendat<\/p>\n

\u00eentre o inspira\u0163ie \u015fi expira\u0163ie.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

La grani\u0163a uit\u0103rii dintre lumi str\u0103b\u0103team necuprinsul,<\/p>\n

asemeni unui cub Rubick cu multiple fa\u0163ete,<\/p>\n

( dezv\u0103luit \u00een “Pistis Sofia”* )<\/p>\n

\u00een care porneai \u015fi tu<\/p>\n

pe urmele acestui labirint.<\/p>\n

– S-a mai dus un vis!<\/em> suspinai,<\/p>\n

alerg\u00e2nd \u00een vitez\u0103, spre culoarul de trecere.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

M-ai rev\u0103zut, apoi, sub umbra p\u00e2nzei unui nor,<\/p>\n

– a\u015fezat\u0103 pe-o banc\u0103, \u00een fa\u0163a unui rond<\/p>\n

din centrul Bucure\u015ftiului secund,<\/p>\n

z\u00e2mbind inocent \u00een direc\u0163ia ta,<\/p>\n

aceea\u015fi privire tainic\u0103 pentru care<\/p>\n

nu-\u0163i ajungeau cuvintele s-o define\u015fti –<\/p>\n

o umbr\u0103-frontier\u0103 prin care-am trecut,<\/p>\n

ca un abur albastru,<\/p>\n

l\u0103s\u00e2nd, pe retina inimii,<\/p>\n

durerea gravat\u0103<\/p>\n

de rubinul chipului pierdut<\/p>\n

– pas\u0103re pref\u0103cut\u0103 \u00een arbore,<\/p>\n

arbore \u00een\u0103l\u0163at \u00een c\u00e2ntec t\u00e2nguitor – ,<\/p>\n

str\u0103fund izvor care se zbate-n mirajul iubirii.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ceea ce nu-\u0163i aminte\u015fti – de ce continuai<\/p>\n

s\u0103 m\u0103 urmezi, ad\u00e2nc tulburat,<\/p>\n

\u00een fiecare vis \u0163esut<\/p>\n

prin c\u0103r\u0103rile de vise pictate \u00eempreun\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen noaptea \u00eentunecat\u0103 a sufletului,<\/p>\n

prins \u00eentr-o bucl\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 ie\u015fire,<\/p>\n

suspendat \u00eentre realit\u0103\u0163i paralele,<\/p>\n

r\u0103t\u0103ce\u015fti singuratic<\/p>\n

pe drumuri \u00eenghe\u0163ate,<\/p>\n

\u00eenaintezi printre arbori de cea\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

obrajii \u00ee\u0163i ard<\/p>\n

prin lacrima fiec\u0103rei oglinzi.<\/p>\n

Ca o m\u00e2n\u0103 nev\u0103zut\u0103, un v\u00e2nt puternic<\/p>\n

\u0163i-a risipit \u00eentristarea \u00een cercul iubirii,<\/p>\n

unda aceea de-mbr\u0103\u0163i\u015fare ne\u015ftiut\u0103<\/p>\n

prin care<\/p>\n

ai sim\u0163it atingerea ve\u015fniciei<\/p>\n

– o pierdere \u015fi-o contopire -,<\/p>\n

eliber\u00e2nd \u00een lumin\u0103<\/p>\n

toate firele literelor care te sufocau<\/p>\n

sub azurul privirii Inannei, St\u0103p\u00e2na Cerurilor. \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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

* “Pistis Sofia” (Sufletul uman) – “\u00cen\u0163elepciunea credin\u0163ei”<\/p>\n

sau “Cartea sacr\u0103 a gnosticilor din Egipt”<\/p>\n

———————–<\/p>\n

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

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

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

 <\/p>\n

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