{"id":39599,"date":"2018-06-23T09:26:50","date_gmt":"2018-06-23T09:26:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=39599"},"modified":"2018-06-23T09:28:05","modified_gmt":"2018-06-23T09:28:05","slug":"nicolae-valareanu-sarbu-poeme-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/06\/23\/nicolae-valareanu-sarbu-poeme-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Nicolae V\u0102L\u0102REANU S\u00c2RBU: Poeme"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Ochiul cel mare <\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

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La moartea lui o stea s-a stins
\nsteaua v\u00e2n\u0103torului ciclop,<\/p>\n

lumina-\u015fi d\u0103ruie umbra unui arbore albastru
\ncu frunze tremurate-n c\u00e2ntec
\nce m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie t\u0103cerea,<\/p>\n

iar noaptea-i d\u0103 glas v\u00e2ntului
\ncurge mim\u00e2nd sunetele dimine\u0163ilor stelare
\nalunec\u00e2nd spre marea neodihnei
\n\u00eentre \u0163\u0103rmuri nep\u0103s\u0103toare.<\/p>\n

G\u00e2ndurile cap\u0103t\u0103 zim\u0163i de os,
\nprind un zbor \u00eenalt, vertical
\n\u015fi ajung din urm\u0103 nesf\u00e2r\u015fitul
\nmereu t\u00e2n\u0103r,<\/p>\n

\u00een acest triunghi de uimire
\ndin care prive\u015fte ochiul cel mare,
\nlumea se vede nestatornic\u0103
\n\u015fi vulgar\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Ochiul magic<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

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C\u00e2nd noaptea nu va fi nici neagr\u0103, nici alb\u0103
\nlumina din interior m\u0103 va \u00eenghi\u0163i,<\/p>\n

voi uita pe unde am fost \u015fi dac\u0103 am fost
\nori am l\u0103sat la al\u0163ii ce am avut,<\/p>\n

m\u0103 voi desp\u0103r\u0163i cu totul de trup
\nchiar \u015fi g\u00e2ndurile m\u0103 vor p\u0103r\u0103si,<\/p>\n

o umbr\u0103 poate s\u0103-\u015fi aduc\u0103 aminte
\nde soare c\u00e2nd m-am ascuns,<\/p>\n

voi \u00eentra \u00eentr-un labirint f\u0103r\u0103 ie\u015fire
\n\u00een care \u015fi steaua mi se va topi.<\/p>\n

Nu voi mai sim\u0163i nici v\u00e2ntul, nici ploaia
\nsomnul nu-mi va mai fi somn,
\nvoi iubi altfel dec\u00e2t am \u015ftiut
\nfiindc\u0103 inim\u0103 nu voi avea,<\/p>\n

doar un ochi m\u0103 va c\u0103l\u0103uzi
\nde voi vedea universul \u00een alte culori.<\/p>\n

Tu, iubito, dac\u0103 vei fi undeva pe aproape
\nam s\u0103 te recunosc din acel ochi.<\/p>\n

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Lumina curge cu solzi fluizi<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cen frunze de un verde luminos
\nseva r\u0103d\u0103cinilor cap\u0103t\u0103 culoare
\n\u00een chimia \u00eendumnezeirii din trunchi,<\/p>\n

de p\u0103durile se \u00eembrac\u0103 frumos
\n\u00een culori neb\u0103nuite.<\/p>\n

\u00centomnarea cu ploi reci, v\u00e2nturi \u015fi brume
\ndospe\u015fte n\u0103b\u0103d\u0103ios,
\nlas\u0103 din ramuri c\u0103derea liber\u0103
\nun fel de moarte livid\u0103.<\/p>\n

Lumina curge senin\u0103 \u015fi aspr\u0103
\ncu solzi fluizi
\nprin aerul r\u0103coros \u015fi violet
\npeste o \u00eentinderea deluroas\u0103
\npreg\u0103tit\u0103 pentru o alt\u0103 \u00eenf\u0103\u0163i\u015fare
\ncu r\u0103bdare de invidiat.<\/p>\n

T\u00e2rziul cu aura somptuoas\u0103
\nsim\u0163e cum se apropie \u00eenveli\u015ful
\nvremii nu-i inspir\u0103 grab\u0103,
\nde se str\u00e2nge \u00een trup c\u0103ldura
\n\u015fi fierbe mustul \u00een crame
\nsorbit ca pe s\u00e2ngele Domnului
\n\u00een zilele de tihn\u0103 \u015fi praznic.
\n\u015ei care bogat \u00ee\u015fi umple
\ntraiul at\u00e2t de discret.<\/p>\n

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M\u0103 nasc \u00een alt\u0103 parte <\/strong><\/p>\n

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Acop\u0103r cu palma un cer subteran,
\n\u015ftiu c\u0103 exist\u0103 undeva \u00een dedesubtul con\u015ftiin\u0163ei
\npe linia fr\u00e2nt\u0103 a nefiin\u0163ei,
\nascuns de taina timpului \u00een ochiul s\u0103u
\nuit s\u0103-mi tr\u0103iesc clipele ultime
\n\u015fi m\u0103 nasc \u00een alt\u0103 parte a universului.<\/p>\n

Dragostea ta e o comoar\u0103 de foc,
\n\u00eemi arde t\u0103lpile oriunde m-a\u015f afla,
\nlumina o port cu mine-n g\u00e2nduri
\nca pe un simbol al trecerii nestingherite
\nf\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 mai existe moarte
\ndoar c\u00e2te o \u00eentrupare a spiritului
\ncare se \u00eenal\u0163\u0103 pe sine,
\ndeasupra de tot ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 iubire
\nDumnezeu vede totul
\n\u015fi m\u0103 las\u0103 liber de trup.<\/p>\n

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Imn de rug\u0103 pentru \u00eenduplecat norii<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

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G\u00e2ndul se \u00eentrupeaz\u0103-n femeia din c\u00e2mpie
\nsub t\u0103lpi cu-ntinderi de rod galben
\nsolicit\u00e2nd ploaia cu glasul holdelor \u00een cant<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-un imn de rug\u0103 pentru \u00eenduplecat norii.<\/p>\n

Departe cerul s\u0103rut\u0103 pe frunte orizontul,
\ncoboar\u0103 s-asculte respira\u0163ia p\u0103m\u00e2ntului.
\nV\u0103zduhul alunec\u0103 pe albia r\u00e2ului secat,
\nfemeia de ploaie a\u015fteapt\u0103 sub s\u0103lcii.
\nC\u00e2ntul cioc\u00e2rliei se opre\u015fte dincolo de lanuri,
\nun fulger gr\u0103bit se apropie din r\u0103s\u0103rit.<\/p>\n

V\u00e2ntul se ceart\u0103 cu plopii \u015fi arinii,
\nclopotele \u00eencep s\u0103 bat\u0103 \u00een ambele p\u0103r\u0163i.<\/p>\n

O s\u0103 scriu cum se-ntunec\u0103 \u015fi se zbate,
\nde se clatin\u0103 marginile serii
\nf\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 se mai vad\u0103 fream\u0103tul ud
\nprin care p\u0103\u015fim \u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015fati spre noapte,<\/p>\n

t\u00e2rziul ne m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie somnul fr\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

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Uneori m\u0103 \u00eendep\u0103rtez de mine<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Peste un timp o s\u0103 ies la lumin\u0103,
\nnu-mi place s\u0103-mi las adev\u0103rul
\ns\u0103 se piard\u0103-n mul\u021bime.<\/p>\n

Aproape-n fiecare zi rup c\u00e2te un g\u00e2nd
\n\u015fi-l arunc \u00een urm\u0103 z\u00e2mbind,
\n\u00eencerc altul cu ideea de pas\u0103re
\nce m\u0103 face s\u0103 privesc spre cer.<\/p>\n

Uneori m\u0103 \u00eendep\u0103rtez de mine
\nc\u0103ut\u00e2nd la al\u0163ii un rezultat palpabil
\n\u015fi-mi doresc s\u0103 valorific ocazia
\nprin ad\u00e2ncirea cunoa\u015fterii interioare.<\/p>\n

\u00cembrac r\u0103nile \u00een cuvinte care m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie
\npentru a uita de suferin\u0163\u0103
\n\u015fi de a reface acel poten\u0163ial din trup
\ncare vindec\u0103 \u015fi apoi uit\u0103.<\/p>\n

Tot ceea ce provoac\u0103 r\u00e2sul
\ne modul de a te elibera de traume,
\nde a te reg\u0103si \u00een persoana iubit\u0103
\ncu nebunia de la \u00eenceputuri.<\/p>\n

Cu dragoste po\u0163i \u00eendep\u0103rta singur\u0103tatea
\n\u015fi-\u0163i \u00eenf\u0103\u015fori tr\u0103irile cu ale celuilalt,
\nde parc\u0103 nimic nu s-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat
\npor\u0163ile bucuriei r\u0103m\u00e2n deschise.<\/p>\n

Lumina e aceea\u015fi pentru tine,
\npo\u0163i urca nestingherit \u00een sferele \u00eenalte
\nf\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-l atingi pe Dumnezeu
\ndec\u00e2t cu ruga de a r\u0103m\u00e2ne om.<\/p>\n

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Unde iertare nu este<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

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Unde iertare nu este
\ncontinu\u0103 aprig\u0103 lupta.
\nNici uitarea nu intervine,
\nr\u0103m\u00e2ne o pat\u0103 \u00een amintiri
\ncare nu se \u00eentinde, dar nici nu iese,<\/p>\n

poate fi o c\u0103dere \u00een gol
\nprin \u00eentunericul orb.<\/p>\n

Timpul nu mai are r\u0103bdare,
\nucide din v\u00e2rst\u0103 \u015fi ultima dorin\u0163\u0103
\nf\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 aib\u0103 remusc\u0103ri,<\/p>\n

un zid prin t\u0103cere ap\u0103r\u0103
\nchiar \u015fi pe cel \u00eenvins
\ncu speran\u0163a revan\u015fei.<\/p>\n

R\u0103ul interior respir\u0103 \u015fi el binele
\n\u015fi \u00eencearc\u0103 schimbarea.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2ntar,
\npe care din talere s\u0103-mi a\u015fez
\ngre\u015felile dosite?<\/p>\n

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Noaptea \u00eenvierii<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cen miezul nop\u0163ii c\u00e2nd lumina veste\u015fte
\nminunat\u0103 \u00eenvierea,
\nprin suflet curge suflul bucuriei.<\/p>\n

Ruga fierbinte se preface-n p\u00e2ine,
\nvin, ca\u015f dulce \u015fi ou\u0103 \u00eencondeiate
\nce dau culorilor durerea patimirii,
\ncap\u0103t\u0103 str\u0103lucire divin\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u00cemi am\u00e2n privirea-n pomii \u00eenflori\u0163i,
\ns\u0103 primesc fr\u0103gezime \u00een g\u00e2nduri
\ndarul de al \u00eent\u00e2mpina \u00eenviat pe Iisus
\n\u015fi de a vesti \u015fi celorlal\u0163i.<\/p>\n

Diminea\u0163a limpede ca dup\u0103 m\u00e2ntuire
\naduce acas\u0103 cur\u0103\u0163irea
\nca o boare din care respir
\ncuvinte vii.<\/p>\n

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Unde soarele r\u0103sare din ape <\/strong><\/p>\n

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El \u00ee\u015fi fr\u00e2nge m\u00e2inile \u015fi \u00eentreab\u0103 pe toat\u0103 lumea
\nce se-nt\u00e2mpl\u0103 cu ora\u015ful acesta de cear\u0103
\n\u015fi cu marea f\u0103r\u0103 \u0163\u0103rmuri
\nunde soarele r\u0103sare din ape
\n\u00een dimine\u0163i uitate de Dumnezeu \u00een dep\u0103rtare,
\nlumea pare s\u0103 fie smuls\u0103 din somn
\nea nu cite\u015fte \u015fi se roag\u0103 la idoli inexisten\u0163i.<\/p>\n

Moartea vine \u00eentotdeauna singur\u0103, pe furi\u015f
\n\u00eentr-o zi \u00een care-i lovit\u0103 de amnezie
\n\u015fi caut\u0103 s\u0103-\u015fi fac\u0103 datoria ingrat\u0103
\nnoaptea c\u00e2nd totul pare f\u0103r\u0103 suflare,
\ndar aude \u0163ip\u0103tul p\u0103s\u0103rii chem\u0103toare
\n\u015fi de acum \u015ftie unde s\u0103 caute.<\/p>\n

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O lum\u00e2nare aprins\u0103 p\u00e2lp\u00e2ie rar
\nv\u00e2ntul se las\u0103 prad\u0103 sentimentelor calde,
\n\u015fterge paginile unei vie\u0163i,
\n\u00eenvie o alt\u0103 speran\u0163\u0103 mai vioaie ca el
\n\u00eentr-un alt orizont mai albastru.
\nliber \u015fi deschis.<\/p>\n

——————————<\/p>\n

Nicolae V\u0102L\u0102REANU S\u00c2RBU<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

23 iunie, 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n

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