Lacrimi de Toamn\u0103<\/p>\n
De ce \u00een anotimpul Toamn\u0103,
\nFrunzele verzi, \u00eeng\u0103lbenesc?
\nDe ce e frig, \u015fi \u00eenspre iarn\u0103,
\nDin pomi ve\u015fmintele lipsesc?<\/p>\n
Cum de natura \u00ee\u015fi dezbrac\u0103
\nCuloarea verde, \u00eembietoare?
\nDe ce \u0163ur\u0163uri de promoroac\u0103
\n\u00cendoaie crengile-n mi\u015fcare?<\/p>\n
Privind cu g\u00e2ndul la-nceput,
\nLa-nt\u00e2iul om, ce-a fost creat,
\nVedem cum \u015fi el \u015fi-a pierdut
\nVe\u015fm\u00e2ntul, c\u0103ci n-a ascultat.<\/p>\n
Ca \u015fi frunzele, ce-au vestejit
\nPlutind \u00eencet, \u00eenspre p\u0103m\u00e2nt,
\nLa fel \u015fi pe Adam l-a p\u0103r\u0103sit
\nLumina, ce i-a fost ve\u015fm\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n
El, n-a prev\u0103zut ce va urma
\nDup\u0103-a lui mare neascultare,
\n\u015ei c\u0103-un p\u0103cat poate curma
\nVia\u0163a cea sf\u00e2nt\u0103,-nfloritoare.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd \u015fi-n natur\u0103 a ei mantie
\nA \u00eenceput s\u0103-ng\u0103lbeneasc\u0103,
\nEl s-a-ntrebat dorind s\u0103 \u015ftie:
\nCe va urma-n via\u0163a fireasc\u0103?<\/p>\n
\u015ei c\u00e2nd frunze s-au desprins
\nDin trunchiul viu, s-a-nfiorat,
\n\u015ei pl\u00e2nsul jalnic, l-a cuprins
\n\u015ei-n duh m\u00e2hnit s-a tulburat.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd astfel ele-ncet pe r\u00e2nd
\nSe desf\u0103ceau, plutind \u00een jos,
\n\u00cen mintea sa cre\u015ftea un g\u00e2nd:
\nP\u0103catu-i groaznic, e dureros!<\/p>\n
Atunci, el \u00eencepea s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng\u0103
\nJelind cu glasu-n bocet tare,
\nVoind amarul s\u0103 \u015fi-l str\u00e2ng\u0103
\nPrin lacrimi sincere \u015fi-amare.<\/p>\n
\u015ei cum pl\u00e2ngem pe cei dragi
\n\u00cen drumul lor catre morm\u00e2nt,
\nLa fel pl\u00e2ngea, \u015fi priviri vagi
\nAvea Adam, cu duhu-nfr\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n
El con\u015ftient de-acum deplin,
\nG\u00e2ndea c\u0103-a lui neascultare,
\nSe vede-n lacrimi \u015fi-n suspin
\nC\u00e2nd frunzele-ofilite, moare.<\/p>\n
V\u0103z\u00e2nd structura lor diform\u0103,
\nC\u0103 totul se schimb\u0103-n natur\u0103,
\nEl cugeta, c\u0103-aceea\u015fi form\u0103
\nCuprinde-va \u015fi-orice f\u0103ptur\u0103.<\/p>\n
P\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103, aceea\u015fi soart\u0103
\nA mor\u0163ii, \u00eel va ajunge \u015fi pe el,
\nC\u0103ci acum blestemul poart\u0103
\nPentru-al s\u0103u pas, de infidel.<\/p>\n
Dar printre spini \u015fi p\u0103l\u0103mid\u0103,
\n\u015ei printre chinul prin sudoare,
\nAvea speran\u0163a-ntr-o hlamid\u0103
\nPrin planul de R\u0103scump\u0103rare.<\/p>\n
Astfel, \u00een S\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163a ce-o veni
\nN\u0103d\u0103jduia-n lupta-n biruin\u0163\u0103,
\nC\u00e2nd capul crunt \u00eel va zdrobi
\nAl \u015farpelui doar prin credin\u0163\u0103.<\/p>\n
S\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163a Sf\u00e2nt\u0103, Salvatoare,
\nDoar a privit-o peste veacuri,
\n\u015ei lacrimi multe-n rev\u0103rsare,
\nAu curs din cele dou\u0103 lacuri.<\/p>\n
C\u0103ci ochii-n fiecare Toamn\u0103
\nErau noian, de lacrimi multe,
\nC\u00e2nd c\u0103deau s\u0103 se a\u015ftearn\u0103
\nPe p\u0103m\u00e2nt frunzele m\u0103runte.<\/p>\n
Privind prin prisma izb\u0103virii
\nBlestemul l-a dus an de an,
\nSper\u00e2nd c\u0103 timpul m\u00e2ntuirii
\nNu-i prea departe de liman.<\/p>\n
\u015ei-a a\u015fteptat… \u00een ner\u0103bdare
\n\u015ei peste ani \u015fi peste vremuri,
\nS-a consolat \u00een vestea mare
\nPrin izb\u0103virea cea din ceruri.
\n……………………………………
\nTrecut-au vremile dear\u00e2ndul
\n\u015ei lacrimi \u00eenc\u0103 Toamna curg,
\n\u015ei frunzele-acop\u0103r p\u0103m\u00e2ntul
\nDin zori de zi p\u00e2n\u0103-n amurg.<\/p>\n
Flavius Laurian Duverna<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Lacrimi de Toamn\u0103 De ce \u00een anotimpul Toamn\u0103, Frunzele verzi, \u00eeng\u0103lbenesc? De ce e frig, \u015fi \u00eenspre iarn\u0103, Din pomi ve\u015fmintele lipsesc? Cum de natura \u00ee\u015fi dezbrac\u0103 Culoarea verde, \u00eembietoare? De ce \u0163ur\u0163uri de promoroac\u0103 \u00cendoaie crengile-n mi\u015fcare? Privind cu g\u00e2ndul la-nceput, La-nt\u00e2iul om, ce-a fost creat, Vedem cum \u015fi el \u015fi-a pierdut Ve\u015fm\u00e2ntul, c\u0103ci […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":9,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[134,127],"tags":[212,210,208,211,213,209,126,129],"class_list":["post-16","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-generale","category-speranta","tag-amurg","tag-duvena","tag-flavius","tag-frunze","tag-lacrimi","tag-laurian","tag-poezie","tag-toamna"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/9"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}