Tanguire

Ma-nfior ades in vremuri
Ce timpu-n loc vor sa-l opreasca,
Rascruci de gind, popas stingher
Lumina-n mine fa sa creasca.

In ceas tacut, sol nevazut
De dincolo de infinituri,
Trimite grai celui ce-i “mut”
Si-mbraca-ma ca-n alte timpuri.

Da-mi din inalt puteri ceresti,
da-mi haina sfint-a proorociei,
Fa sa cunosc ce-i nestiut,
Mesaj sa-i fiu vremelniciei.

Mi-e inima un foc nestins
Cind graiu-n mine nu-i “aprins”.

1980, La pregatirea unei predici



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