templu

merge peste munti si dealuri
cade cerul cand lacrimeaza
ingerii cu aripile frante
ce se pierd pe carari uitate
umbrite de codri si-nseninate
de flori mustind a viata
micro- in forme si culori
diverse. razi si-ti plang
atunci si ochii datorita
bucuriei ce-ti inunda
fiinta toata-n etatea care
ti se aduna cu fiecare secunda
ce-ti trece cu rost
si-ntr-o proaspata inspirare
de aer datator de viata
inauntru. si prin cercuri
ne-ntrerupte afli-atunci
ca albastru-i frumosul
prins in curcubeele sperate
ale unui crez ce infaptuieste.

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