Tertine ~ George Topârceanu

Si acum tin minte soaptele-i pierdute
In vuietul salbatic de furtuna:
„De ce nu esti cuminte? Du-te, du-te!“
E vant, e noapte. Fulgera si tuna,
Si-o ploaie acum a inceput sa cada
In picuri mari cat boaba de aluna.
u-i plin ca de sclipiri de spada,
Eu plec incet, ca-n vis, si nu-mi dau seama.
Un glas… dar cine-ar fi putut sa creada?
Parea ca-n urma-mi rugator ma cheama.

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