cald

si vine-ntepatura acelor ce-s verzi
de pe mocheta de sub brad
si-atunci si tu sa vezi
cand mirosul lor te-mbata
ca-ncepi din nou sa crezi
ceva ce n-ai omis nicicand
caci cel ce-ti esti si-ti vei tot fi
nicicand n-au ezitat sa fie
la randul lor si ei copii
si-n frunza-cortina peste timp
si cer si orizonturi si pamant
cu totii laolalta v-adunati
si-n samburele sevei voastre
stropiti picurul cel cald
sa-nvie mereu, iar si iar
oricand
speranta inainte
de pasit

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