Scut ~ Emil Botta

Iubirea ma apara,
de aceea port
fruntea sus, in exil printre oameni.
Cand ziua decade si cand, spre apus,
Cumpana linistita se-nclina,
o, atuncea, de sus,
primesc o tristete senina.

Ochii mei in extaz ratacesc
spre adancul fantanii unde stelele scapara.
O, de al stelelor dor ma topesc
si m-as duce la ele,
dar Iubirea ma apara.

Cu graiuri nebune ma cheama,
in lunci, cantatoare Undine.
Si cand sa le ajung, Piaza Rea
ma trage la dansa : la mine, la mine !
Dar ma insoteste acel Cineva,
Iubirea, pururi cu mine.

(“Pe-o gura de rai “, 1943)

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