{"id":9571,"date":"2020-07-07T00:02:29","date_gmt":"2020-07-06T21:02:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=9571"},"modified":"2020-07-07T21:25:08","modified_gmt":"2020-07-07T18:25:08","slug":"de-ai-nostri-stefan-costache-andrei-in-lumina-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ziarulderimnic.ro\/?p=9571","title":{"rendered":"De-ai no\u0219tri! – \u0218tefan Costache Andrei – \u00cen lumin\u0103 (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

O u\u0219\u0103 deschis\u0103 \u00eentre lucruri sunt eu.
\n\u0218i f\u0103ptura care \u00eennoad\u0103 \u00een cuvinte semnele rodului copt sunt tot eu.
\nMai eu nu pot fi.<\/p>\n

DAC\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

Voi pleca spre Soare
\nnumai dac\u0103
\neu \u0219i cu tine
\nsuntem ceva mai aproape de umbr\u0103
\nDac\u0103 fi-e fric\u0103
\nde nume,
\nf\u0103-te fiin\u021b\u0103 cu
\nochi de z\u0103pad\u0103.
\nVoi sim\u021bi cum
\ncurg prim\u0103vara p\u00e2raiele
\nprin mun\u021bii prea c\u0103run\u021bi.
\nVoi croi drum
\nprin tine
\npentru c\u0103 alt nume
\nnu am.
\nDuc\u0103 \u021bi-e bine
\nacolo, \u00een spaime
\nia speran\u021b\u0103 \u00een pumni.<\/p>\n

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

Iubito,
\ntu iarn\u0103 timpurie \u0219i nerostit\u0103, la\u0219i iar privirea mea
\n\u00een umbr\u0103
\nla por\u021bile iubirii?
\n\u0218i orice iarn\u0103 ai fi \u00een
\nnes\u0103tulul pas
\ncoboar\u0103-te
\n\u0219i fii ca mine
\nmersul spre noi
\n\u0219i spre mai departe.
\nS\u0103 ne fie moartea
\nzgomotul nescrisei tinere\u021bi
\n\u00een infinita fericire
\ndar vreau s\u0103 mai scriem
\nca \u0219i alt\u0103dat\u0103 pe fulgi,
\npe gene
\nc\u0103 mai suntem,
\nc\u0103 \u00eentr-adev\u0103r mai suntem. Iubito,
\ne\u0219ti o iarn\u0103 timpurie,
\no iarn\u0103 \u00een care vorbesc
\n\u0219i pl\u00e2ng.
\nVreau s\u0103 vezi s\u00e2ngele meu urc\u00e2nd culmi \u00eentunecate
\nspre tine,
\nmai vreau \u00eenc\u0103
\ns\u0103 nu mai taci ca o var\u0103.
\nSpune-mi
\nc\u0103 am nevoie
\nde m\u00e2na ta
\n\u0219i de z\u0103pad\u0103.<\/p>\n


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

N-ai s\u0103 treci
\npeste noapte a\u0219a descul\u021b\u0103
\n\u0219i rar\u0103:
\nm-am s\u0103turat
\ns\u0103 tac \u00eentre ape.
\nPentru c\u0103 tu e\u0219ti tor\u021b\u0103
\n\u0219i arzi
\nsub alte bol\u021bi printre coloane
\naud s\u00e2ngele iubirii
\n\u00een unghii,
\npeste pupile dilatate;
\ndin \u00eenalt coboar\u0103
\nmulte nesperate fr\u00e2nghii.
\n\u0218i n-o s\u0103 te risipesc
\n\u00een dorin\u021ba mea,
\nn-am s\u0103 te rog s\u0103 redevii ochi sau Lun\u0103.
\nTu e\u0219ti fereastra la care
\nDumnezeu r\u00e2nduise
\nsensul acestei iubiri.
\n E\u0219ti o flac\u0103r\u0103 cert\u0103
\npentru genele ce nu vor s\u0103 tac\u0103.
\n\u0218i ce iubire
\ne\u0219ti tu
\npoezia mea!<\/p>\n

C\u00c2NTECUL NOP\u021aII<\/strong><\/p>\n

Te-am v\u0103zut iar
\nPlimb\u00e2nd degetele
\nPeste ap\u0103
\nDar cea mai stranie veste
\ne
\ns\u0103 iube\u0219ti cenu\u0219\u0103
\n\u0219i tot ce-i poveste.
\n\u00cen v\u00e2rst\u0103 mi-au c\u0103zut stelele
\n\u0219i privirea la fel s-a pierdut!
\nCu ochii sau cu inima.
\nNoapte,
\nVrei s\u0103 c\u00e2nt?
\n\u00centunericul a r\u0103spuns:
\nnumai eu sunt cuv\u00e2ntul p\u0103m\u00e2ntului
\nc\u00e2nd \u00eel culc\u0103 v\u00e2ntul.
\nNu vreau zori,
\nNu vreau m\u00e2ini,
\nVreau iubire!
\nEu sunt umbra luminii
\n\u00eenspre somn
\n\u0219i destin.
\nDeschide\u021bi
\ndar prieteni
\nvisul
\ndoar a\u0219a m\u0103 pot \u00eenc\u0103lzi \u0219i eu!
\nDup\u0103 mine,
\nDup\u0103 mine cele mai amare lacrimi
\nurmeaz\u0103 ca o cereasc\u0103 iubire,
\ndiminea\u021ba.<\/p>\n

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

Hai s\u0103 ne \u00eenchipuim
\nC\u0103 genele tale sunt aripi
\nAlbastre
\nCe c\u0103l\u0103toresc
\n\u00cen t\u0103r\u00e2mul Soarelui-\u00cemp\u0103rat.
\nEu nu mai \u0219tiu
\nC\u0103 tu \u00eentinzi
\nPeste lume
\n\u00eenc\u0103 un pas,
\n\u00eenc\u0103 o zodie
\nCe se nume\u0219te pas\u0103re – ea. numai ea \u00eenchipuie Luna
\nPrin cioburile dimine\u021bii.
\nIubire,
\n\u00eentinde-mi prin lumin\u0103
\nLeg\u0103m\u00e2ntul f\u0103cut!
\nCe copil\u0103rie
\nPoate fi iarna
\n\u0218i alte sloiuri sau \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103ri str\u0103ine!
\nPrin cetate
\nDumnezeu umbl\u0103 descul\u021b,
\n\u00centreab\u0103 pe la u\u0219i \u00eennoptate
\nDac\u0103 e\u0219ti tu,
\nDac\u0103 eu
\nAm iubit a\u0219a de mult…
\n\u00cen jurul meu Preabunul
\nTe-a l\u0103sat pe tine
\n\u0218i alte c\u00e2teva stele.
\nLumea, diminea\u021ba,
\ntu \u0219i lumina
\nsunte\u021bi \u00eentotdeauna
\n\u00eentrebarea la care sufletul meu r\u0103spunde
\nprezent.<\/p>\n

IARN\u0102 LA SIBIU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ninge iubito, f\u0103r\u0103 amar
\nTu \u00een fa\u021ba fl\u0103c\u0103rii
\nPrea dreapt\u0103 fi str\u0103in\u0103:
\n\u00cenc\u0103 r\u0103t\u0103ce\u0219ti –
\nEu la fereastr\u0103
\nAscult
\nCerul ce
\nPrintre turle \u0219i p\u0103m\u00e2nturi
\nAdun\u0103 simfonia v\u00e2rstelor.
\nTu n-ai mai fost demult cr\u0103ias\u0103
\n\u0218i parc\u0103
\niubita mea
\nn-ai fost.
\nCe team\u0103 mi-este
\nDe ciobanul
\nCare nu \u00ee\u0219i mai g\u0103se\u0219te steaua
\n\u0218i fuge, fugea-a\u0219a pe uli\u021b\u0103 la noi,
\nTe uit\u0103:
\nStelele n-au patrie
\nCetatea \u00eenmugure\u0219te
\nDin iubire
\n\u0218i prin biserici sfin\u021bii
\nSunt ferici\u021bi
\nC\u0103 Dumnezeu
\n\u0218i-a spus pe nume iarna;
\nmi-e dor de smirn\u0103
\n\u0219i t\u0103m\u00e2ie,
\ntu r\u00e2zi
\n\u0219i-n tain\u0103
\narunci \u00een sob\u0103
\nun bob c\u00e2nd fulgul
\nce se-nchipuie-n fereastr\u0103
\n\u00een zodie
\niar uit\u0103 se devin\u0103 lut.
\nCe inim\u0103 trist\u0103 mi-e Sibiul
\n\u00cen anul acesta mut!
\nTu a\u0219az\u0103-te, iubito,
\n\u00een mine \u0219i c\u00e2nt\u0103-mi din flaut
\nDorul acesta t\u0103cut!
\nDe sub iezer Sibiul
\nscoate \u00eentotdeauna la lumin\u0103 spre \u00cenviere
\ntot ce \u00een palme cu cenu\u0219\u0103 am avut
\nspre aducerea-aminte.
\nIarna, Sibiul este
\nleg\u0103m\u00e2ntul lui Dumnezeu
\ncu sufletul meu.
\nPrintre arini
\n\u0219i cele de mult apuse
\nca un proroc din vechime
\nm\u0103-ntind copil\u0103re\u0219te \u0219i a\u0219tept
\npe l\u00e2ng\u0103 m\u00e2ng\u00e2ierea Lui, \u00eenchipuind ca
\no veste cald\u0103,
\npeste privirile mele albastre,
\nfruntea ta.<\/p>\n

BALAD\u0102 PENTRU SAFO<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cine mai poate spune
\nPe nume ca tine
\nIarna \u0219i celelalte minuni?
\nAsta e via\u021ba ta:
\nSoare \u0219i c\u0103i\u021bi. S-au r\u0103t\u0103cit
\nCu gust prin ei
\n\u0218i doi ochi negri.
\nHei, Safo,
\nZdren\u021be cu suflet
\nDin cufere vechi, m\u0103 prime\u0219ti \u0219i pe mine dintre tenebre venit?
\nHai, Safo,
\nFii cerberul iubirii mele –
\nPentru totdeauna…<\/p>\n

\u0218I VOM IUBI…<\/strong><\/p>\n

Adun\u0103-te \u0219i
\nUit\u0103-te \u00een zadar printre ape
\n\u0218i lumini,
\nChiar dac\u0103 suspinul meu prin noapte
\nLa tine n-a mai ajuns…
\nDac\u0103 \u00eentre toate
\nCele \u00eentunecate m\u00e2na mai poveste\u0219te
\nDespre mine
\nNu mai \u00eengrop lacrimi \u00een somn
\n\u0218i cenu\u0219\u0103.
\n\u0218i tot ce-a\u0219 vrea s\u0103-\u021bi spun acum
\n\u00cen semn
\nC\u0103-n zodie
\nE cald \u0219i chiar bine
\nR\u0103m\u00e2ne palid
\nUn fur fl\u0103m\u00e2nd
\nPrins \u00een copacul cu p\u00e2ine:
\nOameni, noroc \u0219i iubire.
\nDar mai po\u021bi opri tu pas\u0103rea
\nS\u0103 moar\u0103
\nC\u00e2nd a \u00eenghi\u021bit cerul
\n\u00centr-o ultim\u0103 zbatere?
\nNu voi \u00een\u021belege de ce
\nEu demult n-am mai fost…
\nTu vei fi patima
\nDestinului meu
\nSub c\u00e2ntecul soarelui
\nR\u0103t\u0103cit pentru ultima dat\u0103.
\n\u0218i atunci,
\nCa \u00een clipa
\nNegurilor ne vom c\u00e2nta
\nUnul pe cel\u0103lalt,
\nUnul pe cel\u0103lalt ne vom c\u00e2nta
\nLa piept,
\n\u0218i vom iubi…<\/p>\n

O ALT\u0102 ZI<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0218tiai c\u0103
\n\u00cen zi toate mi-au fost
\nFrumoase \u0219i triste
\n\u0218i cuget
\nLa cele ce \u00eenc\u0103 m\u0103 ard.
\nSoarele-ncremenit
\n\u00cen pupile tocmai veste\u0219te
\nt\u0103cerea ierbii.
\nMi-au \u0219optit stelele: c\u00e2nd vei \u00eenchide
\ncet\u0103\u021bile f\u0103g\u0103duite de pas
\n\u00een ultimele pleoape de amar
\npeste durere
\nva n\u0103v\u0103li
\n\u00eenc\u0103 din clipa cea mai aprins\u0103
\no alt\u0103 \u0219i prea de piatr\u0103 zi. Pentru fericire.<\/p>\n

POVESTE DE IARN\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

Z\u0103pad\u0103. Noapte \u00eentoars\u0103
\npe dos. Pas. \u0218i eu,
\ncopacul care r\u00e2de uneori
\n\u00een marea sa tragedie de alb…
\nacestea sunt marginile
\nunui decor
\nfurat de iele
\nacum c\u00e2nd m\u0103 mai \u0219tiu…
\n\u00een crengile mele
\nun clopotar plictisit
\na sp\u00e2nzurat de-o funie Luna,
\n\u0219i uite ninge plictisit \u0219i aiurea, f\u0103r\u0103 noim\u0103…
\np\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i \u00een g\u00e2nd p\u0103zesc
\ncenu\u0219a
\ncu care p\u0103m\u00e2ntul se-mbat\u0103…
\niubito,
\n\u00eenghe\u021bat ca o stea,,
\nlas\u0103-mi s\u0103-mi \u00eenc\u0103lzesc privirea de inima ta!
\nSa nu mai spui ca \u0219i cerbii
\nSunt o poveste de iarn\u0103…
\n\u0218i ei au frunzarele \u0219i iubirile lor.
\nNoi suntem iarn\u0103, o iubire,
\nUn vis. \u0218i nimic…<\/p>\n

\u00ceN LOC DE R\u0102MAS BUN<\/strong><\/p>\n

Eu locul iubirii \u00eel port mereu sub
\npleoape.
\nAcolo simt via\u021ba
\n\u0219i mersul ei leg\u0103nat
\ndar mai departe nu…
\nM\u00e2na mea se desprinde calm\u0103
\nde m\u00e2na ta.
\nLacrima se dezlipe\u0219te
\nfierbinte
\nde lacrima ta.
\nPrivirea mea se desplete\u0219te
\nde privirea ta \u00een t\u0103cerea ce sun\u0103…
\nPrin juru-mi nu am nici un bun r\u0103mas pentru tine
\n\u0219i, uite, lumina oarb\u0103 se ascunde de lumina mea!
\n\u00ce\u021bi simt via\u021ba-ntre degete
\n\u0219i mai aud umbra ta r\u0103sfir\u00e2ndu-mi p\u0103rul.
\nCe-am r\u0103t\u0103cit
\nde sunt obosit s\u0103 mai z\u00e2mbesc pe la col\u021buri de strad\u0103
\n\u00een urma trecutului h\u00e2d?
\nCa o armonic\u0103 se cutremur\u0103 toate
\nce \u00een mine-ai l\u0103sat;
\nEu \u0219tiu
\nc\u0103 tot ce-a fost piatr\u0103
\na curs
\n\u00een poveste
\n\u0219i tot ce mai este vreau
\ns\u0103 opresc \u00een pumni…
\nVreau s\u0103 opresc timpul.
\nS\u0103 m\u0103 \u0219tiu albastru \u00een inima ta
\nignor\u00e2nd actul final…
\nCe se spune atunci c\u00e2nd lacrima ta nu mai vrea
\ns\u0103 se-ntoarc\u0103
\nin lacrima mea,
\nc\u00e2nd m\u00e2na ta
\nnu mai \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219eaz\u0103 m\u00e2na mea,
\nc\u00e2nd privirea ta
\nnu se mai \u00eempreuna cu privirea mea…
\nmi-e dor
\ns\u0103 tr\u0103iesc via\u021ba ce este.
\nce \u00eenc\u0103 mai este
\npustie \u0219i frumoas\u0103,
\ntare frumoas\u0103 va fi…
\ndin desp\u0103r\u021bire, iat\u0103 \u00een noapte ceva bate mai r\u0103nit ca
\ninima sau clipa
\nceva mai rupe ierburi
\namare din suflet
\n\u0219i toate \u00eemi spun:
\ntr\u0103ie\u0219te-m\u0103, tr\u0103ie\u0219te-m\u0103,
\nsunt a ta!<\/p>\n

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

Singura iubire care frige e lut.
\n\u00cen noapte ochiul doar \u021bi s-a p\u0103rut.<\/p>\n

TE DEUM<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pe Tine
\nDumnezeule
\nTe z\u0103resc \u00eentre maci respir\u00e2nd,
\nOchii mi s-au \u00eeng\u0103lbenit
\nCa un psalm
\n\u00cen urma tinere\u021bii
\n\u0218i-n umbr\u0103 am \u0219ezut, rug\u00e2ndu-m\u0103:
\nDumnezeule, vreau s\u0103 te joci cu mine
\nde-a pururi,
\ns\u0103 mergem \u00een lanul de spice
\ns\u0103 m\u0103-nve\u021bi taina prin care cuv\u00e2ntul t\u0103u devine p\u00e2ine.
\nAprinde-mi
\n\u00een ochi
\nlumina vie\u021bii
\n\u0219i nu uita
\nc\u0103 eu sunt copilul care \u00eenc\u0103 \u00ee\u021bi mai aprind \u021bie candel\u0103.
\n\u0218tii ceva, Doamne,
\nr\u0103m\u00e2i,
\nmai stai l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine
\n\u0219i l\u00e2ng\u0103 lacrima mea!<\/p>\n


\nCELE PATRU VERSURI DE NOAPTE<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dorm spa\u021biile \u00een nem\u0103surata lor hain\u0103…
\nToate, prietene, ce-i drept sub o alt\u0103
\nNeterminat\u0103 \u0219i-nsingurat\u0103 poveste:
\nAcum noaptea toarce \u0219i tace.<\/p>\n

LA TEIUL UITAT<\/strong><\/p>\n

Spun\u00e2nd,
\nEu voi pune ultima piatr\u0103
\nPe altarul acestei iubiri
\nC\u00e2nd focul
\nSe va aprinde.
\nJur\u0103-mi pe Lun\u0103
\nC\u0103 acest copac
\nToarce dragostea mea
\n\u00een caiere lungi
\n\u0218i nu te \u00eentoarce.<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 acest tei nu te-a uitat,
\nDar rugul \u00eenc\u0103 mai arde
\nIa z\u0103pad\u0103 \u0219i mi-o zide\u0219te
\n\u00cen palme.
\n\u0218i nu trebuie s\u0103 te mai apleci
\nPeste stei.<\/p>\n

E de ajuns doar s\u0103 pui urechea l\u00e2ng\u0103 cenu\u0219\u0103
\n\u0218i s\u0103 ascul\u021bi
\nV\u00e2rsta iubirii.
\nAcum,
\ncu lacrima
\n\u0219i rodul \u00een s\u00e2n m\u0103-ndrept
\nspre zid
\n\u0219i le-arunc spre r\u0103s\u0103rit:
\nmai departe nu pot.<\/p>\n

C\u0102TRE CELE TREI GRA\u021aII<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ce-a\u021bi f\u0103cut
\nCu lumina mea neiert\u0103toarelor?
\nPeste apus
\nSe veste\u0219te laud\u0103 statuilor:
\nPrea sup\u0103rat\u0103 fi prea nelini\u0219tit\u0103 azi
\nLuna.<\/p>\n

Pentru c\u0103 mi-a\u021bi uitat l\u00e2ng\u0103 vatr\u0103
\nSecunda \u0219i scoica
\nDa\u021bi-mi pu\u021bin\u0103 cenu\u0219\u0103 s\u0103 beau.
\n\u00cen cetate m\u0103 trezesc
\nDin nou
\nCa un greier mut.
\nHei, neiert\u0103toarelor,
\nPe unde m-a\u021bi pierdui?<\/p>\n

ORA\u0218UL IARNA<\/strong><\/p>\n

Iarn\u0103 cuminte
\n\u00een palme \u0219i-n vis…
\nEu, trec\u0103torul
\nsunt nins
\npeste v\u00e2rst\u0103
\n\u0219i-aprins ca un mag
\n\u00een mijlocul lumii.<\/p>\n

\u00centind buzele dup\u0103 stele rebele
\n\u0219i ochiul ca un p\u0103m\u00e2nt
\ndintre dou\u0103 ape
\n\u00eencepe s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103 despre fantoma ora\u0219ului.
\n\u00cencerc s\u0103-mi \u00eenal\u021b
\nsufletul \u00een chip de rug\u0103 spre lacrim\u0103
\n\u0219i m-adun dintre degete cu temei.<\/p>\n

Pe aci a vie\u021buit povestea s\u0103rii
\n\u0218i drumul a surpat trecerea…
\nPrintre ogivele albastre
\nDeschise-ntre nori
\nDumnezeu prive\u0219te ora\u0219ul,
\nM\u00e2sur\u00e2ndu-i cu prinsul \u0219i albul.
\n\u00cemi \u00eengrop iubirea sub spuz\u0103,
\nApoi iau cu mine ultimele amintiri din copil\u0103rie
\n\u0218i-ncerc, ah, \u00eencerc s\u0103 tr\u0103iesc
\nOra\u0219ul este o nou\u0103 \u0219i albastr\u0103 patrie,
\ne cetatea \u00een care \u00eemi port r\u0103zboiul cu tine,
\niubirea mea…<\/p>\n

DISTIHUL AM\u0102R\u0102CIUNII<\/strong><\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd focurile se-aprind cumin\u021bi sub p\u0103m\u00e2nt
\nSimt c\u0103 iubirea. cetatea \u0219i visul n-au loc \u00een cuv\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

TREI CUVINTE<\/strong><\/p>\n

G\u00e2ndul meu spune:
\n\u00cen\u021belep\u021be\u0219te!
\nOchii mei \u00een\u021belep\u021besc:
\nR\u00e2zi!
\nInima mea r\u00e2de:
\nIube\u0219te! <\/p>\n

DE CE R\u00c2ZI?<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tu, rou\u0103,
\nde c\u00e2nd ne-ai \u00eencuiat cu spini,
\nnu mai am loc s\u0103 mor cuminte
\n\u00een legenda ta…
\nAzi mi-am aninat
\numbra de o secund\u0103…
\nmi-s m\u00e2inile
\nspice
\n\u0219i ochii t\u0103rie \u2013
\nlumina \u00eemi zice:
\ntu \u0219i p\u0103m\u00e2ntul
\nsunte\u021bi prieteni ai t\u0103g\u0103duirii,
\nsta\u021bi de vorb\u0103 ca doi b\u0103tr\u00e2ni la sfat,
\nbra\u021b la bra\u021b,
\n\u0219i uite, lutul joac\u0103,
\njoac\u0103 \u0219i c\u00e2nt\u0103,
\nc\u00e2nt\u0103…
\ntu dragostea mea, de ce r\u00e2zi?
\nNu vezi c\u0103-n soare nu poate
\nS\u0103-ncap\u0103 o durere ca tine de mare?
\n\u00cen loc s\u0103 r\u00e2zi,
\n\u00cenva\u021b\u0103-m\u0103 s\u0103 fiu clopot
\n\u00cenva\u021b\u0103-m\u0103 s\u0103 fiu ceva mai temeinic,
\n\u00centre at\u00e2tea \u0219i at\u00e2tea r\u0103ni pustiite de somn…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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