Doamne, eu mereu tot cuget rostul multora pe lume,
\ndar oric\u00e2t mi-a\u015f bate capul, nu g\u0103sesc r\u0103spuns anume…
\nMult\u0103 vreme suferin\u0163ei nu-i vedeam un rost sub soare
\np\u00e2n\u0103 ce-am privit mai bine via\u0163a asta trec\u0103toare,
\np\u00e2n\u0103 ce-am luat aminte ce r\u0103m\u00e2ne \u015fi ce piere,
\n\u015fi-atunci am v\u0103zut m\u0103sura dintre r\u00e2set \u015fi durere,
\ndintre soarta \u015fi sf\u00e2r\u015fitul celor cu via\u0163a-amar\u0103
\n\u015fi-ale celor cu o via\u0163\u0103 p\u0103c\u0103toas\u0103 \u015fi u\u015foar\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u015ei c\u00e2nd am luat aminte la r\u0103splata lor odat\u0103,
\nam v\u0103zut c\u0103 suferin\u0163a este binecuv\u00e2ntat\u0103,
\nc\u0103 ea face calea str\u00e2mt\u0103 s\u0103 sf\u00e2r\u015feasc\u0103-n fericire,
\npe c\u00e2nd via\u0163a f\u0103r\u0103 lacrimi duce-n ve\u015fnica pieire.<\/p>\n
De aceea-n ast\u0103 lume, unul trece ca prin ap\u0103,
\nf\u0103r\u0103 pl\u00e2ns \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 chinuri el tr\u0103ie\u015fte p\u00e2n\u2019 la groap\u0103,
\npe c\u00e2nd altul, de cum na\u015fte p\u00e2n\u0103 trebuie s\u0103 moar\u0103,
\nc\u00e2nd o suferin\u0163\u0103-i trece, alta vine \u015fi-l doboar\u0103,
\n\u2013 dar acela-n suferin\u0163\u0103 st\u0103 \u00een leg\u0103turi cu Cerul,
\npe c\u00e2nd cel f\u0103r\u0103 necazuri este-nv\u00e2rto\u015fat ca fierul.<\/p>\n
\u015ei-am v\u0103zut \u00een lumea asta, \u00een tot necuprinsul Firii,
\nc\u0103 durerea-i r\u00e2nduit\u0103 ca un drum al m\u00e2ntuirii,
\nlacrimile suferin\u0163ei \u015fi suspinele-ndurate
\nfac privirile mai limpezi \u015fi le-nal\u0163\u0103 mai curate
\n\u015fi fac inima mai bun\u0103, mai smerit\u0103, mai t\u0103cut\u0103
\n\u015fi via\u0163a-n ascultare mai lui Dumnezeu pl\u0103cut\u0103…<\/p>\n
Frate drag, str\u0103in \u015fi singur, ce pl\u00e2ngi f\u0103r\u0103 m\u00e2ng\u00e2iere,
\ncare singur por\u0163i povara \u015fi durerea ta-n t\u0103cere,
\nnu huli Numele Celui ce \u0163i-a dat aceast\u0103 cruce,
\nci \u0163i-o poart\u0103 cu r\u0103bdare, c\u0103ci la m\u00e2ntuire duce,
\n\u015fi te bucur\u0103 purt\u00e2nd-o, c\u0103ci din spinele durerii
\n\u00eempleti-\u0163i-vei \u00een cunun\u0103 trandafirul m\u00e2ng\u00e2ierii.<\/p>\n
Suferin\u0163\u0103, leag\u0103n dulce ce m\u0103 leag\u0103n\u0103 \u00eentruna,
\nmul\u0163i se pl\u00e2ng c\u00e2nd mergi la d\u00e2n\u015fii, eu te c\u00e2nt \u00eentotdeauna,
\nc\u0103ci \u00een leag\u0103nul t\u0103u aspru e a\u015fa de dulce somnul
\n\u015fi atunci m\u0103 privegheaz\u0103 mai cu bucurie Domnul.
\nSuferin\u0163\u0103, prieten dulce care m\u0103-nso\u0163e\u015fti \u00een via\u0163\u0103,
\ntu m-ai \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at de t\u00e2n\u0103r s\u0103 privesc \u015fi moartea-n fa\u0163\u0103,
\nTu m\u0103-nve\u0163i ca niciodat\u0103 s\u0103 nu caut a lumii-avere,
\nnici pl\u0103cerea cea de-o clip\u0103, c\u0103ci ea-i ve\u015fnic\u0103 durere…<\/p>\n
Suferin\u0163\u0103, crainic dulce, solul m\u00e2ntuirii sfinte,
\ntu mi-ai ar\u0103tat via\u0163a \u015fi pe Domnul \u00eenainte,
\ntu mi-ai spus s\u0103 nu caut reazem nic\u0103ieri \u00een ast\u0103 lume,
\nci \u00eencrederea mea-ntreag\u0103 c\u0103tre Domnul s\u0103 m\u0103-ndrume.
\nSuferin\u0163\u0103, suferin\u0163\u0103, tu-mi e\u015fti sor\u0103 \u015fi mi-e\u015fti mam\u0103,
\nc\u00e2t m\u0103 \u0163ii tu l\u00e2ng\u0103 Domnul, n-am de moarte nici o team\u0103,
\nc\u00e2nd \u00eemi legeni tu iubirea, viersul meu se face miere,
\nde-l dore\u015fte-o lume-ntreag\u0103
\n\u015fi mi-l caut\u0103,
\n\u015fi mi-l cere…<\/p>\n
Suferin\u0163\u0103, suferin\u0163\u0103, fiica cerului albastru,
\nc\u00e2nd spre z\u0103rile senine zboar\u0103 g\u00e2ndul meu sihastru,
\neu \u00cel rog pe Cel ce Crucea a purtat-o-n umilin\u0163\u0103
\ns\u0103 te \u0163in\u0103-mbr\u0103\u0163i\u015fat\u0103 dulce cu a mea fiin\u0163\u0103,
\ns\u0103 m\u0103 legene \u00eentruna s\u00e2nul t\u0103u de mam\u0103 bun\u0103,
\npreg\u0103tindu-m\u0103 de Nunt\u0103, cu a Cerului cunun\u0103,
\n\u015fi f\u0103c\u00e2ndu-mi viersul dulce ca o hran\u0103 \u015fi-o putere
\npentru to\u0163i acei ce Domnul \u015fi-I sfin\u0163e\u015fte
\nprin durere…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Doamne, eu mereu tot cuget rostul multora pe lume, dar oric\u00e2t mi-a\u015f bate capul, nu g\u0103sesc r\u0103spuns anume… Mult\u0103 vreme suferin\u0163ei nu-i vedeam un rost sub soare p\u00e2n\u0103 ce-am privit mai bine via\u0163a asta trec\u0103toare, p\u00e2n\u0103 ce-am luat aminte ce r\u0103m\u00e2ne \u015fi ce piere, \u015fi-atunci am v\u0103zut m\u0103sura dintre r\u00e2set \u015fi durere, dintre soarta \u015fi <\/p>\n