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Si.. poate?.

Din tot ce e în lumea plinã de pãcat
Din toate Doamne, fiind rãu, am încercat..
Probabil e pedeapsa ce-ai pus-o pentru mine..
Sau poate toţi au nişte inimi crude şi haine!

Deşi poate fac bine, sã nu m-astept nicicând,
Sã fie orice suflet curat şi pur, şi blând.

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Probabil bunatatea a pierit de mult..
Şi tot ce e în lume e-un amar tumult..
Probabil fericirea, aici, nu poate exista
Şi nu e nici scãpare din lumea asta rea.
Şi poate nici izvorul, cu apã vie, nu mai curge,
Ci doar se uitã-n jos: ii vede, şi-apoi plânge..
Cãci pentru mulţi, zadarnicã fu jertfa Celui sângerand
Şi mulţi iudei mai scuipã pe Sfântul Lui veşmânt.

Probabil cã, iubirea, ce-a fost de mult promisã
De ura noastrã vastã, de noi, a fost opritã
Probabil, Domnul Slavei, se uitã lãcrimând
La suflete ce zbiarã adânc de sub pãmânt.

Probabil veşnicia, promisã tuturor,
Stã pustiitã, goalã, când toţi sunt în cuptor!
Şi poate El aşteaptã, o clipã de rãgaz
Sã te salveze astãzi de-acel cumplit necaz!

Probabil orişicine ce stã şi-ascult-acum
Va trece mai departe, vãzându-şi de-al sãu drum
Dar poate, poate, se va opri din mersul sãu,
Sã vadã! Sa priveascã! Cãci se îndreaptã-n hãu..

Sã se întoarc-acasã.. unde-i primit cu bine..
Dar totul este-un “poate”.. şi va fugi de Tine..

Probabil.. cã şi moartea, îl poate plânge-acum..
Pe trecãtorul care, nu s-a oprit din drum.

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