Aud p\u0103s\u0103ri c\u00e2nt\u00e2nd \u00een copaci,<\/p>\n
Iar\u0103\u0219i o chemare la via\u021b\u0103,<\/p>\n
\u0218i simt printre vechile crengi<\/p>\n
Cum v\u00e2ntul cel nou danseaz\u0103.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Dar eu nu am interes \u00een a valsa<\/p>\n
C\u0103ci c\u0103rarea trebuie g\u0103sit\u0103,<\/p>\n
Iar ea este \u00eenaintea mea<\/p>\n
Cu o credin\u021b\u0103 \u00een voin\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
S-ar putea totu\u0219i s\u0103 m\u0103 mint\u0103 luna,<\/p>\n
S\u0103 nu g\u0103sesc \u00een vise ce are lumea<\/p>\n
Unde este de fapt \u00een v\u00e2rf lumina.<\/p>\n
\u00centregul munte \u00eel voi ocoli,<\/p>\n
Ei nu i-ar p\u0103sa dac\u0103 m-ar p\u0103r\u0103si,<\/p>\n
Doar pentru c\u0103 nu pot naviga \u00een nop\u021bi.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Totu\u0219i, observ c\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 nu m-am \u00eenc\u0103l\u021bat cu speran\u021be,<\/p>\n
Iar bunicul soare \u0219i-a terminat deja pove\u0219tile.<\/p>\n
Posesia obsesiei fa\u021b\u0103 de tot ce exist\u0103<\/p>\n
Mi-a anesteziat g\u00e2ndurile despre orice conteaz\u0103,<\/p>\n
Deci \u00eencep s\u0103 fug, sar, \u0219i cad, s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eempotrivesc<\/p>\n
Ideilor care \u00een toate credin\u021bele m\u0103 lovesc.<\/p>\n
Cred c\u0103 am trecut pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 acela\u0219i copac de dou\u0103 ori,<\/p>\n
Dar tot alerg, aer respir, iar pentru o clip\u0103<\/p>\n
Parc\u0103 mi-am amintit cum este s\u0103 fiu un copil iar\u0103\u0219i.<\/p>\n
Voin\u021ba persist\u0103, dar animalul cedeaz\u0103.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Noapte bun\u0103 acum, da, uit\u0103 de picioare,<\/p>\n
\u0218i uit\u0103 de lumea ce exist\u0103 sub ele,<\/p>\n
Plec s\u0103-mi duc p\u0103m\u00e2ntul \u00eentr-un loc mai bl\u00e2nd,<\/p>\n
S\u0103 tr\u0103iesc un vis de p\u0103dure profund.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Via\u021ba era diferit\u0103 c\u00e2nd pe mun\u021bi urcam,<\/p>\n
\u0218i scopul firelor de iarb\u0103 eu \u00eel v\u00e2nam,<\/p>\n
Dar mereu la izvoare albe poposeam.<\/p>\n
Totu\u0219i, poate altfel \u00eentr-un cerc m\u0103 pierdeam,<\/p>\n
Pentru c\u0103 pe copaci nu \u00eei apreciam<\/p>\n
\u0218i un stejar de un brad nu-l deosebeam.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Aud clopote vibr\u00e2nd \u00een timp,<\/p>\n
O vesel\u0103 chemare la via\u021b\u0103,<\/p>\n
\u0218i simt v\u00e2ntul trec\u00e2nd pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 trup<\/p>\n
Spre altarul unde ea a\u0219teapt\u0103.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
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