{"id":5041,"date":"2022-07-16T16:52:56","date_gmt":"2022-07-16T13:52:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/?p=5041"},"modified":"2022-07-16T16:53:01","modified_gmt":"2022-07-16T13:53:01","slug":"despre-discreta-alinare-a-viselor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/?p=5041","title":{"rendered":"Despre discreta alinare a viselor"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Iar \u00een clipa \u00een care totul pare pierdut, \u00een clipa \u00een care singur\u0103t\u0103\u0163ile noastre se \u00eencarc\u0103 de materia plumburie a jalei, visele se ivesc din&nbsp; genunea stelar\u0103, spre a ne d\u0103rui discreta lor consolare. \u015ei de abia atunci, ca prin farmec, ceea ce este pierdut rena\u015fte \u00een noi, de parc\u0103 zidurile care ne despart de&nbsp; duhuri sunt \u00eenl\u0103turate de v\u00e2ntul de toamn\u0103 al m\u0103rii.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>C\u0103ci acestea sunt visele \u00een care sufletele \u00eennegurate \u00ee\u015fi reg\u0103sesc casa, casa de fum \u015fi de reverie a nostalgiei. C\u0103ci acestea sunt visele \u00een care z\u00e2mbetul uitat \u00een zilele aspre revine, spre a ne alina \u015fi acestea sunt visele spre care ne \u00eendrept\u0103m, \u015ftiind c\u0103, dincolo de ele, se afl\u0103 nu moartea, nu vidul iernii eterne, ci \u00eemp\u0103carea st\u00e2ngace a revederii ce nu va mai avea sf\u00e2r\u015fit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u015ei ce discret\u0103, tainic\u0103, dureroas\u0103 consolare sunt aceste vise \u00een care ne pierdem ca \u00een mari s\u0103li populate de spectre bl\u00e2nde. Doar aici, sub acest cer luminat de un sor ce se confund\u0103 cu firmamentul \u00eensu\u015fi, ne putem abandona secundelor de mi\u015fcare nocturn\u0103, ca \u015fi cum \u00een acestea s-ar \u00eenchide via\u0163a noastr\u0103 pierdut\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u015ei ce presim\u0163ire aduc cu&nbsp; ele visele care ni se a\u015feaz\u0103 pe um\u0103r, ca o m\u00e2n\u0103 tremur\u0103toare ivit\u0103 din cristalul oglinzii. Alte miresme \u015fi alte culori ajung p\u00e2n\u0103 la noi \u015fi fericirea nu&nbsp; mai este \u00eengr\u0103dit\u0103 de vreme, trec\u0103toare. Stingerea&nbsp; devine trecere \u00eenseninat\u0103, moartea se confund\u0103 cu draperiile de catifea ale scenei pe care urc\u0103m, spre a \u00eentrevedea ce se afl\u0103 dincolo de cortina zilelor noastre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>S\u0103 fie oare aceste vise stroboscopice \u015fi himerice cele venite din patria de unde \u015fi de p\u0103s\u0103ri marine ad\u0103postind, melancolic\u0103, duhurile celor care nu mai sunt? \u00cen cuprinsul lor limba noastr\u0103 p\u0103m\u00e2nteasc\u0103 tace, pentru ca glasul dragostei s\u0103 se poat\u0103 deslu\u015fi. \u00cen \u00eentinderea lor gesturile nu sunt duse niciodat\u0103 la cap\u0103t, ca \u015fi cum, de fiecare dat\u0103, un rest al iubirii ce ne arde ar r\u0103m\u00e2ne \u00een urma lor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Despre aceast\u0103 discret\u0103, \u00eenl\u0103crimat\u0103, modest\u0103 consolare ne aducem aminte \u00een orele \u00een care lumina pustie a zilei coboar\u0103 peste noi. Str\u0103ini aici, a\u015ftept\u0103m revenirea \u00een via\u0163a de genez\u0103 a reveriei nocturne: \u00eenainte de moartea care ne va elibera, visele sunt anticamera mi\u015fc\u0103toare ce ne d\u0103ruie\u015fte lumina pe care o credeam pierdut\u0103. Dioramele lor magnetice str\u0103lucesc \u00een scurta noapte, diamantin, ca un semn al lumii care st\u0103 s\u0103 ne primeasc\u0103, \u00een clipa din urm\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Consolare a dragostei de dincolo de moarte, visele st\u00e2ngace \u015fi tandre sunt cele \u00een care ne pierdem, la fel cum se pierd copiii \u00een ceasurile lor senine de jocuri. \u00censeninarea ne cuprinde \u015fi durerea desp\u0103r\u0163irii se domole\u015fte, muzical. Pa\u015fii celor care au fost curg al\u0103turi de pa\u015fii celor ce sunt, \u00eenscri\u015fi pe plaja de toamn\u0103. V\u00e2ntul de larg ne aduce ecoul vocilor lor \u015fi&nbsp; glasurile noastre se topesc \u00een polifonia de tonuri a cerului. Visul se desface ca o cupol\u0103 melancolic\u0103 deasupra noastr\u0103, iar dorul se preface \u00een&nbsp; val.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Iar \u00een clipa \u00een care totul pare pierdut, \u00een clipa \u00een care singur\u0103t\u0103\u0163ile noastre se \u00eencarc\u0103 de materia plumburie a jalei, visele se ivesc din&nbsp; genunea stelar\u0103, spre a ne d\u0103rui discreta lor consolare. \u015ei de abia atunci, ca prin farmec, ceea ce este pierdut rena\u015fte \u00een noi, de parc\u0103 zidurile care ne despart de&nbsp; duhuri sunt \u00eenl\u0103turate de v\u00e2ntul de toamn\u0103 al m\u0103rii. C\u0103ci acestea sunt visele \u00een care sufletele \u00eennegurate \u00ee\u015fi reg\u0103sesc casa, casa de fum \u015fi de reverie a nostalgiei. C\u0103ci acestea sunt visele \u00een care z\u00e2mbetul uitat \u00een zilele aspre revine, spre a ne alina \u015fi<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":171,"featured_media":5042,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[349,1087],"tags":[787,1086,1090,1064],"coauthors":[],"class_list":["post-5041","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-anchete","category-capriciile-inceputului-de-secol","tag-anchete","tag-capriciile-inceputului-de-secol","tag-ioan-stanomir","tag-nr-4-2022"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/ioan-stanomir-1.jpg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5041","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/171"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5041"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5041\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5043,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5041\/revisions\/5043"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/5042"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5041"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5041"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5041"},{"taxonomy":"author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcoauthors&post=5041"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}