{"id":5766,"date":"2012-05-12T12:43:40","date_gmt":"2012-05-12T12:43:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=5766"},"modified":"2012-05-12T12:44:56","modified_gmt":"2012-05-12T12:44:56","slug":"ultimul-poem-al-ieroschimonahului-daniil-sandu-tudor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2012\/05\/12\/ultimul-poem-al-ieroschimonahului-daniil-sandu-tudor\/","title":{"rendered":"ULTIMUL POEM AL IEROSCHIMONAHULUI DANIIL SANDU TUDOR"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/rarau1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-5767\" title=\"rarau1\" src=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/rarau1-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/rarau1-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/rarau1.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">(Acest poem \u00een proz\u0103 a fost scris \u00een singur\u0103tatea Rar\u0103ului,<br \/>\n\u00een 1958, cu doar c\u00eeteva zile \u00eenainte ca autorul s\u0103 porneasc\u0103<br \/>\npe drumul f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eentoarcere al temni\u0163elor comuniste,<br \/>\nunde avea s\u0103 piar\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 urm\u0103 \u00een toamna lui 1962)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">*<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>AM AUZIT C\u00c2NTECUL P\u0102S\u0102RII UNICE<\/strong><\/p>\n<div><strong><br \/>\n<\/strong><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\" align=\"justify\"><em><strong>Diminea\u0163a, la ceasul rug\u0103ciunii, c\u00e2nd pe ramuri st\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 proasp\u0103t\u0103 roua, am auzit l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine c\u00e2ntecul p\u0103s\u0103rii unice.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Iat\u0103! se \u00eenal\u0163\u0103 a\u015fa de minunat, a\u015fa de limpede, \u015fi r\u0103sun\u0103 \u00een at\u00e2ta ecou \u00eenc\u00e2t pare c\u0103 lumea, marea \u015fi larga Lume, toat\u0103 \u00eel ascult\u0103, firea toat\u0103 \u00eel aude \u015fi \u00eei r\u0103spunde, \u00eel aude \u015fi-l \u00eenso\u0163e\u015fte p\u00e2n\u0103 sus de tot, la Dumnezeu.<\/strong><\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\" align=\"justify\"><em><strong><\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Privesc, pe ml\u0103di\u0163a unei ramuri, \u00eentr-o pic\u0103tur\u0103 limpede de rou\u0103 \u015fi ascult c\u00e2ntecul de lumin\u0103 al p\u0103s\u0103rii.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> \u00cen lini\u015ftea lung\u0103 a clipei acesteia at\u00e2t de \u00eenalte, f\u0103r\u0103 voie \u00eemi \u00eenchipui bucuria cereasc\u0103; f\u0103r\u0103 de voie o descop\u0103r acum, \u00een pacea st\u0103rii de rug\u0103ciune la care m\u0103 aflu \u015fi care m\u0103 st\u0103p\u00e2ne\u015fte deplin.<\/strong><\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\" align=\"justify\"><em><strong><\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> O descop\u0103r nu ca o oprire \u015fi \u00eenecare \u00een sim\u0163ire, nu ca o pierdere a uit\u0103rii de sine \u00een extaz, ci ca o ascu\u0163ime de \u00een\u0163eles tr\u0103it, limpede \u015fi curat, ca o necurmat\u0103 \u015fi nem\u0103rginit\u0103 suire \u2013 tot mai apropiat\u0103, tot mai crescut\u0103 \u2013 la inima cea tainic\u0103 \u015fi sf\u00e2nt\u0103 a Domnului.<\/strong><\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\" align=\"justify\"><em><strong><\/strong><br \/>\n<\/em><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_xJOvtrCdH-I\/SkjbFSJvVkI\/AAAAAAAAASs\/uxmjqQC0adU\/s1600-h\/rarau2.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352769040948352578\" src=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_xJOvtrCdH-I\/SkjbFSJvVkI\/AAAAAAAAASs\/uxmjqQC0adU\/s400\/rarau2.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <strong><\/strong><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><em>Toamna pe Rar\u0103u<\/em><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\">***<\/div>\n<div align=\"center\">\n<div align=\"center\"><strong>SEAM\u0102 DE CUVINTE<\/strong><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\" align=\"justify\">\n<p><strong>Acatistul este o mare c\u00e2ntare duhovniceasc\u0103, tipic\u0103 evlaviei cre\u015ftin-r\u0103s\u0103ritene. Dintre toate m\u0103re\u0163ele solemnit\u0103\u0163i dela cur\u0163ile cr\u0103ie\u015fti ale \u0162arigradului, poate cea mai m\u0103rea\u0163\u0103, mai impun\u0103toare era tocmai aceast\u0103 slujb\u0103 a \u201eImnului Acatist\u201d, care \u00een grece\u015fte \u00eenseamn\u0103 \u201esf\u00e2ntul c\u00e2ntec \u00een picioare\u201d. Nici luminatul \u00cemp\u0103rat nu putea s\u0103 se abat\u0103 de la canon \u015fi s\u0103 se a\u015feze cumva jos \u00een vremea zicerii lui.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> La auzirea lui trebue s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2i neclintit, drept ca o lum\u00e2nare care arde \u00een \u00eencremenit\u0103 sl\u0103vire. Acatistul face parte din mistica liturgic\u0103, din ceea ce se cunoa\u015fte \u00een Ortodoxie prin \u201e\u00eenchinare ne\u00eentrerupt\u0103\u201d sau \u201esl\u0103vire ne\u00eencetat\u0103\u201d. Acatistul se presupune c\u0103 nu \u00eenceteaz\u0103 niciodat\u0103, se re\u00eennoie\u015fte mereu.<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\" align=\"justify\"><strong>Dragostea suprafireasc\u0103 te mistue ca foamea \u015fi ca setea \u015fi vrei s\u0103 vezi \u00eenc\u0103 din aceast\u0103 via\u0163\u0103 fa\u0163a cea ve\u015fnic\u0103 a Lumii? \u00cengenunche, \u00eenchin\u0103-te, dar, mai ales, \u00eencremene\u015fte \u00eentru curat\u0103 a\u0163intire, uit\u00e2ndu-te \u015fi limpezindu-te de tine \u00eensu\u0163i, f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eentrerupere c\u00e2nt\u00e2nd marea ei sfin\u0163enie.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Imnul acatist este una din aceste sc\u0103ri \u00een duh, ce \u00ee\u0163i d\u0103 putin\u0163a s\u0103 urci p\u00e2n\u0103 acolo, p\u00e2n\u0103 la acea zare la care poate s\u0103 scoboare peste tine Vedenia, f\u0103r\u0103 a se strica, \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 a se prih\u0103ni prin aceasta.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Cum spunea un b\u0103tr\u00e2n schimonah din Muntele Atonului, el e \u201eroat\u0103 heruvic\u0103 de c\u00e2ntec \u015fi smerenie\u201d care suie, suie mereu.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Ar\u015fi de n\u0103zuirea aceasta mistic\u0103, \u00eemp\u0103ra\u0163ii, domnii \u015fi voivozii de alt\u0103dat\u0103 \u0163ineau s\u0103 ia parte la slujbele de acatist. Se aduna \u00een paraclisul palatin Curtea \u00eemp\u0103r\u0103teasc\u0103 bizantin\u0103, cu toat\u0103 str\u0103lucirea \u015fi bog\u0103\u0163ia sa fastuoas\u0103 de aur \u015fi pietre nestimate, \u015fi petrecea o zi \u00eentreag\u0103 \u00eentru repe\u0163irile \u015fi \u00een\u0103l\u0163\u0103rile prin c\u00e2ntec \u015fi mireasm\u0103 ale acestei frumuse\u0163i liturgice.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Imn de o larg\u0103 respira\u0163ie sau, mai bine, o \u00eentreag\u0103 imnologie, acatistul e un ciclu \u00eemplinit de poezie religioas\u0103. El e un fel de total, adunat ca un inel ne\u00eentrerupt de c\u00e2ntece, \u015fi care se \u00eentoarce \u00een el \u00eensu\u015fi ca s\u0103 curg\u0103 la nesf\u00e2r\u015fit, pe r\u00e2nd dep\u0103n\u00e2nd: c\u00e2nt\u0103ri dramatice ce se \u00eempletesc cu alte c\u00e2nt\u0103ri epice \u015fi legate \u00eentre ele cu litanii pur lirice.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> M\u0103re\u0163ia \u015fi m\u0103estria lui e \u00eendoit\u0103: una, din afar\u0103, de sunet \u015fi culoare bine m\u0103surat\u0103; cealalt\u0103, l\u0103untric\u0103, de descoperire \u015fi t\u00e2lc dogmatic.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> \u00cenchis \u00een tiparul unui canon aspru \u015fi dinainte hot\u0103r\u00e2t \u00een cele mai mici am\u0103nunte, des\u0103v\u00e2r\u015firea aceasta formal rece, ca precizia unui misterios cristal, e de fapt, numai un fel de a st\u0103p\u00e2ni \u015fi ordona aprinderile spirituale ce trebue s\u0103 izbucneasc\u0103 din inimile noastre. Dar \u00een acela\u015fi timp imnul acatist se arat\u0103 \u015fi ca un cerc de foc \u015fi de fl\u0103c\u0103ri al tuturor av\u00e2nturilor noastre \u00eencordate, prin care evlavia se scrie \u015fi cre\u015fte mereu \u00een jurul unei vie\u0163i sfinte, care a fost aleas\u0103 din firidele calendarului, ca s\u0103 ne stea \u00een fa\u0163\u0103 nou\u0103, drept izvod de \u00eendumnezeire.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Astfel, acatistul \u00een \u00eentregul s\u0103u e un fel de savant\u0103 \u00eempreunare de \u00een\u0163elesuri mistice \u015fi muzicale, care p\u0103trunde \u015fi se repet\u0103 la ad\u00e2nc, \u00een r\u00e2nduiala de am\u0103nunt a sumei, a cump\u0103nirii p\u0103r\u0163ilor \u015fi p\u00e2n\u0103 a fiec\u0103rui stih \u00een parte.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> A\u015fa, dup\u0103 un \u201econdac\u201d \u2013 ceea ce \u00een eline\u015fte \u00eenseamn\u0103 <em>iatac<\/em> \u2013 dup\u0103 aceast\u0103 scurt\u0103 rug\u0103ciune intim\u0103, ce totdeauna e un dramatic dialog cu Dumnezeu, urmeaz\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 abatere un \u201eicos\u201d \u2013 adic\u0103 <em>monument<\/em> \u2013 bucat\u0103 imnologic\u0103 mai mare \u015fi narativ\u0103, \u015fi care la r\u00e2ndul ei se \u00eencheie cu o litanie, c\u00e2ntec de laud\u0103. Ritmul acesta, de trei feluri de imnuri, cre\u015fte de dou\u0103sprezece ori de-a lungul vie\u0163ii \u00eentregi a sf\u00e2ntului sau sfintei c\u0103ruia \u00eei e \u00eenchinat acatistul, \u00eembin\u00e2ndu-se \u00eentr-un tot nedesp\u0103r\u0163it. Cele dou\u0103sprezece cicluri interioare o dat\u0103 terminate, acatistul se \u00eencepe iar\u0103 de la cap\u0103t \u015fi a\u015fa pururea, la nesf\u00e2r\u015fit, c\u0103tre starea de r\u0103pire.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Se atinge astfel dumnezeescul, unicul, tainicul, \u00eentre marginile unui \u015fir de c\u00e2ntece, cu toate c\u0103 la ar\u0103tare imnul acatist pare numai un prilej de laud\u0103, cuv\u00e2ntul de hram al unui anume sf\u00e2nt cuvios, chiar foarte ne\u00eensemnat.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> F\u0103r\u0103 \u00eendoial\u0103, nimeni nu poate s\u0103 primeasc\u0103 \u015fi s\u0103 \u00een\u0163eleag\u0103, necum s\u0103 \u00eencerce o bucurie, sorbind din acest fel de poezie, dac\u0103 nu a fost niciodat\u0103 chinuit de foamea \u015fi setea contempl\u0103rii.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Iar acum, toat\u0103 r\u00e2vna aceasta de c\u00e2ntec pravoslavnic, a noastr\u0103, dintru acest nou acatist, \u00eencearc\u0103 \u015fi vrea s\u0103-\u015fi \u00eenmul\u0163easc\u0103 sunarea stihurilor cuviincioase, ca un praf de aur muzical, ca o ad\u0103ugire mai mult la marea podoab\u0103 ce se cuvine a aduce \u201esmereniei cu nimb\u201d a sf\u00e2ntului c\u0103ruia batem m\u0103tanie.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Cuvios, necunoscut din prea umilit\u0103 sfin\u0163enie, este acest Dimitrie cel Nou. A fost v\u0103car de sat \u00een Basarabov<a title=\"\" name=\"_ftnref7\" href=\"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/post-create.g?blogID=6146195831520840078#_ftn7\"><\/a>*, nesocotit de to\u0163i, ca un om de nimic. \u015ei s-a f\u0103cut pusnic apoi, pe malurile r\u00e2poase ale Lomului, tot at\u00e2t de neb\u0103gat \u00een seam\u0103 \u015fi ne\u00eensemnat. Viea\u0163a aceasta ne\u015ftiut\u0103 \u015fi acoperit\u0103 s-a risipit f\u0103r\u0103 urm\u0103, iar\u0103 morm\u00e2ntul i s-a pr\u0103bu\u015fit cu totul, dup\u0103 o grozav\u0103 furtun\u0103, sub pietroaie, la fundul r\u00e2ului, printre ape.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Curgere de \u00eendelungat\u0103 vreme s-a scurs; zic unii s\u0103 fi trecut un veac sau mai mult, de la aceast\u0103 ultim\u0103 pecetluire sub uitare \u015fi moarte, c\u00e2nd \u00eentr-o zi Sf\u00e2ntul se trezi \u00een chip cu totul dumnezeesc, la o tr\u0103ire nou\u0103 \u015fi uimitoare.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> S-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat, \u00een acel sat dun\u0103rean, al ba\u015ftinii lui, o fat\u0103 z\u0103c\u00e2nd la pat, greu bolnav\u0103, \u015fi i s-a f\u0103cut ei noaptea vedenie. Rudele \u015fi poporenii satului, dup\u0103 am\u0103nuntul ar\u0103t\u0103rilor acelei fete, s-au pornit la r\u00e2ul Lom, la locul cel v\u0103zut prin vis. \u00centru acest fel l-au fost scos, dintre apele care \u00eei p\u0103strau moa\u015ftele, pre Sf\u00e2ntul nostru de care nimeni nu mai \u015ftia.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> \u015ei Dumitru, v\u0103carul \u015fi pusnicul cer\u015fetor, abia de acum \u00eencepu s\u0103-\u015fi tr\u0103iasc\u0103 adev\u0103rata lui viea\u0163\u0103, viea\u0163\u0103 de minuni f\u0103c\u0103toare, minuni ce se ivesc \u015fi \u00eenfloresc mereu \u015fi cu putere \u00een jurul raclei \u00een care \u00eei odihnesc oasele.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Norodul nostru cunoscu repede \u00een el pe vasul cel ales, descoperit prin semn, nou\u0103, spre alinare. Alearg\u0103 norodul spre el \u00eentru toate nevoile \u015fi lipsa. El ne umbre\u015fte cu nev\u0103zuta lui obl\u0103duire, st\u00e2nd azi de paz\u0103 peste sufletul drept-credincios al \u0162\u0103rii Rum\u00e2ne\u015fti, \u00een biserica cea mare a Sfintei Patriarhii.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> A\u015fa, prin puterea \u015fi voia Viului Dumnezeu, s-a ar\u0103tat acest sf\u00e2nt printre noi \u015fi s-a des\u0103v\u00e2r\u015fit pre sine \u00een cinste \u015fi faim\u0103 duhovniceasc\u0103. Dintru aceast\u0103 mare dorire \u015fi curat\u0103 evlavie rom\u00e2neasc\u0103, care totdeauna l-au \u00eempresurat, Sf\u00e2ntul Dumitru cel Nou Basarabovul cre\u015fte printre noi \u015fi se \u00eempodobe\u015fte, cu ctitorie, cu hram, cu \u015fir \u00eentreg de semne \u015fi sfinte legende, cu petrecerea vie\u0163ii scrise la minei \u015fi cu acest acatist de citit la stran\u0103 \u015fi c\u00e2ntat ne\u00eentrerupt \u00eentru prea-fericit\u0103 bucurie.<\/strong><\/div>\n<div align=\"right\">\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>Sandu TUDOR<\/strong><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348156007944169394\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_xJOvtrCdH-I\/Sjh3jbDiJ7I\/AAAAAAAAARs\/FOLw6gcCYas\/s400\/Acatiste+blog4.bmp\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/p>\n<div align=\"justify\"><a title=\"\" name=\"_ftn7\" href=\"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/post-create.g?blogID=6146195831520840078#_ftnref7\"><\/a><em><br title=\"\" \/> <\/em><\/div>\n<p>Sandu Tudor<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(Acest poem \u00een proz\u0103 a fost scris \u00een singur\u0103tatea Rar\u0103ului, \u00een 1958, cu doar c\u00eeteva zile \u00eenainte ca autorul s\u0103 [&#038;hellip<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5766","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-articole","category-linkuri-externe"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5766","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5766"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5766\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5766"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5766"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5766"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}