{"id":5125,"date":"2015-07-07T17:26:08","date_gmt":"2015-07-07T14:26:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=5125"},"modified":"2015-07-07T17:33:46","modified_gmt":"2015-07-07T14:33:46","slug":"irinel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=5125","title":{"rendered":"Irinel"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Irinel<\/p>\n

\u201c\u2026to remember many, many years from now the time when I was thirteen and when my most fervent wish was not to have passed away before I have lived Life.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe day when with a twitch
\nHappy and full of wonder
\nI sipped the air\u2019s scent
\nWelcoming me sweet and bitter
\nInciting me to the joyful and sublime thinness
\nOf life
\nThe day when with thousands of crossed spinnings
\nI sliced the void with my arms
\nThe day when through the misty eye
\nI saw bird flying
\nAnd teaching her hatchlings how
\nto lift themselves
\nWhen I understood from the first moment
\nThat I was going to be hatchling,
\nBird
\nAnd then hatchling again\u2026
\nI felt you near me
\nI sensed your gentle nostril
\nAnd your lashes shaping a small grove around the eye
\nAnd I felt abundance
\nFor clearly I could glimpse the ray
\nPlaying in your eye,
\nAnd reaching through smile and glance and warmth into my eye
\nWe had strange lights
\nAnd which resembled\u2026
\nMy ray was born from yours
\nI felt then that forever
\nThe invisible and powerful thread
\nThat shaped you
\nWas shaping me too
\nAnd that would shape
\nMany others like me and you
\nWas the same
\nThe same
\nFor you
\nFor me and for many others like me and you
\nFor (because of) the light.<\/p>\n

Irinel
\n……………………………………………………………………………..<\/p>\n

\u201c\u2026pentru a-mi aduce aminte pentru multa, multa vreme de timpul c\u00e2nd aveam 13 ani si c\u00e2nd dorinta mea cea mai fierbinte era de a nu muri \u00eenainte de a fi trait Viata.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201c\u00cen ziua c\u00e2nd cu o zv\u00e2cnire
\nFericita si plina de mirare
\nAm sorbit mireasma aerului
\nCare m-a \u00eent\u00e2mpinat dulce si amar
\n\u00cendemn\u00e2ndu-ma la fericita si sublima risipire
\nA vietii
\n\u00cen ziua c\u00e2nd \u00een mii de rasuciri
\n\u00een cruce
\nAm taiat vidul cu bratele
\n\u00cen ziua c\u00e2nd prin ochiul aburit
\nAm vazut pasare zbur\u00e2nd
\nSi \u00eenvat\u00e2ndu-si puii
\nsa se \u00eenalte
\nC\u00e2nd am \u00eenteles din prima
\nclipa
\nCa voi fi pe r\u00e2nd pui,
\nPasare
\nSi iarasi pui\u2026
\nTe-am simtit l\u00e2nga mine
\nTi-am simtit nara gingasa
\nSi genele form\u00e2nd o minuscula padurice \u00een jurul ochiului
\nSi-am simtit bogatie
\nCaci limpede am zarit raza
\nJuc\u00e2ndu-se cu ochiul tau,
\nSi ajung\u00e2nd prin z\u00e2mbet si privire si caldura \u00een ochiul meu
\nAveam lumini ciudate
\nSi care semanau\u2026
\nRaza mea luase nastere din a ta
\nAm simtit atunci pentru totdeauna
\nCa firul invizibil si puternic
\nCare te plamadise pe tine
\nMa plamadea si pe mine
\nSi care va mai plamadi
\nPe alti multi ca mine si ca tine
\nEra acelasi
\nAcelasi
\nPentru tine
\nPentru mine si pentru ceilalti multi ca mine si ca tine
\nDatorita luminii.<\/p>\n

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IRINEL<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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