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Prive` de vezi ce e prin zare..

Va fi o zi, când vei privi în zare,
Uimit de-a lumii-ntregi lucrare
Uimit de florile ce strălucesc,
De taina pomilor ce încă cresc.
De cântul frunzelor,
Zumzăitul gâzelor,
Linul apelor,
Gingășia zărilor,
Frumusețea zilelor,
Măreția munților,
Eternul pădurilor,
De liniștea stâncilor..

Va fi o zi când vei privi spre cer
Uimit de câte-s încă un mister
Uimit de soarele-arzând
Cum strălucește-atât de blând,
Și de stelele îndepărtate,
Ce îți par acum uitate..
De misterul lunii,
Taina furtunii,
Cântul codrului,
Liniștea abisului,
Somnul ursului,
Sâsâitul șarpelui,
Întunecimea universului..
De lătratul lupului.

Va fi o zi când vei privi spre mare..
Și vei vedea adevărata stare:
Lacrima soarelui,
Plânsul codrului,
Jalea lupului
Oboseala ursului,
Tristețea abisului.
Mânia furtunii,
Și-amăgirea Lunii..

Și, răbdarea stâncilor,
Disperarea zilelor.
Limita pădurilor,
Truda pomilor,
Fuga stelelor,
Chinul zărilor,
Și zbuciumul apelor..
Neputința gâzelor,
Doina frunzelor,
Și speranța florilor..

Va fi o zi.. când vei privi în zare..
Uimit de-a lumii nepăsare..

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