\u00a0\u00a0 M-am trezit, a\u015fa deodat\u0103, c\u0103 am pierdut ni\u015fte buc\u0103\u0163i din mine. \u015ei c\u0103 alte p\u0103r\u0163i, ascunse de timp, vor s\u0103 ias\u0103 c\u0103tre soare, aglomer\u00e2ndu-se c\u0103tre poarta unui suflet prea b\u0103tucit de ghea\u0163\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0 \u00cemi doresc s\u0103 fiu l\u00e2ng\u0103 cei doi brazi pe care i-am cunoscut cu ani \u00een urm\u0103, \u00een drumurile c\u0103tre regele munte. S\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eentind l\u00e2ng\u0103 ei, \u00een mijlocul unei paji\u015fti modelat\u0103 de anotimpuri, cu privirea \u00een soare \u015fi m\u00e2ng\u00e2iat de v\u00e2nt. S\u0103 m\u0103 pot g\u00e2ndi \u00een lini\u015fte la poeziile defecte pe care nu le-am scris niciodat\u0103. S\u0103 nu-mi pese de timp…<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0 \u00cemi doresc gr\u0103dina bunicii. Ascuns \u00een livad\u0103, s\u0103 m\u0103 a\u015ftern molcom pe \u015fezlongul vecinilor sa\u015fi, preg\u0103tit s\u0103 num\u0103r frunzele care vor c\u0103dea dintre ramuri. S\u0103 am o foaie alb\u0103 \u015fi un pix albastru pentru a da drumul g\u00e2ndurilor pe care nu le-am avut niciodat\u0103. Iar timpul s\u0103-mi fie cel mai bun amic…<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0 Vreau s\u0103 ies \u00een toiul nop\u0163ii printre firele de iarb\u0103 acoperite de rou\u0103. S\u0103 nu-mi fie frig \u015fi s\u0103 pot ridica ochii c\u0103tre cer, juc\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 mai apoi cu fiecare stea. S\u0103 pot ajunge dintr-un pas pe marginea lunii, lini\u015ftit c\u0103 pot fi deasupra unui peisaj plin de lumini \u015fi c\u00e2ntece \u00een surdin\u0103, preg\u0103tindu-m\u0103 s\u0103 descop\u0103r eroii care nu m-au salvat niciodat\u0103. Iar timpul s\u0103-mi ofere un r\u0103gaz…<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0 \u00cemi doresc p\u0103r\u0163ile din mine care au fugit. Refuz s\u0103 cred c\u0103 nu le voi g\u0103si niciodat\u0103. Esen\u0163a unei lumi construit\u0103 cu ele s-ar spulbera \u00een mii de cioburi,<\/strong> printre nori, iar anotimpul ploios va fi mai rece ca oric\u00e2nd. Iar timpul…Timpul ar trebui s\u0103-mi fie cel mai bun prieten.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u00a0\u00a0 M-am trezit, a\u015fa deodat\u0103, c\u0103 am pierdut ni\u015fte buc\u0103\u0163i din mine. \u015ei c\u0103 alte p\u0103r\u0163i, ascunse de timp, vor s\u0103 ias\u0103 c\u0103tre soare, aglomer\u00e2ndu-se c\u0103tre poarta unui suflet prea b\u0103tucit de ghea\u0163\u0103. \u00a0\u00a0 \u00cemi …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[103,23],"tags":[772,1011,1472,2424,3360],"class_list":["post-6651","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-promo","category-rataciri-lirice","tag-cioburi","tag-decembrie","tag-gheata","tag-parti","tag-timp"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6651","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6651"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6651\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6651"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6651"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6651"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}