Lunez.
\nS\u00e2nge ro\u0219u, puternic.
\n\u00cel simt cobor\u00e2ndu-mi din p\u00e2ntec, caut\u00e2ndu-\u0219i drumul firesc c\u0103tre P\u0103m\u00e2nt.
\n\u0218i merg afar\u0103, pe iarb\u0103, m\u0103 a\u0219ez pe vine \u0219i \u00eel las s\u0103 cad\u0103, \u00een pic\u0103turi mari, groase, ro\u0219ii, direct pe p\u0103m\u00e2ntul maroniu \u0219i pe iarba verde, peste pic\u0103turile de roua.
\nSimt iubire.
\n\u0218i simt nu doar c\u00e2t de mult iubesc P\u0103m\u00e2ntul, c\u00e2t\u0103 tandre\u021be \u0219i ging\u0103\u0219ie \u00eemi inund\u0103 inima \u0219i corpul tot, simt \u0219i cum Ea \u00eemi raspunde.
\nSimt iubirea Mamei P\u0103m\u00e2nt inconjurandu-m\u0103 cu totul, \u00een fiecare raz\u0103 de soare \u0219i frunz\u0103 \u00een v\u00e2nt \u0219i copac \u0219i fir de iarb\u0103, \u00een fiecare ciripit \u0219i b\u00e2z\u0103it \u0219i crichet, O simt \u021bin\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 \u00een bra\u021bele Ei \u00een acel Ceva ce NU se vede cu ochiul fizic, ci doar se \u0219tie \u0219i se simte \u0219i se cunoa\u0219te \u00een bl\u00e2nde\u021bea \u0219i profunzimea T\u0103cerii…<\/p>\n
Cum poate un gest at\u00e2t de simplu s\u0103 \u00eemi aduc\u0103 at\u00e2ta bucurie?
\n\u00cemi sp\u0103l c\u00e2rpele de s\u00e2nge \u00eentr-un lighean.
\nCeea ce acum c\u00e2\u021biva ani (ce par acum c\u00e2teva vie\u021bi deja) \u00eemi p\u0103rea sc\u00e2rbos \u0219i murdar, propriul meu S\u00e2nge sacru, acum \u00eel v\u0103d pe m\u00e2inile mele amestecat cu apa, \u00een timp ce frec carpele far\u0103 s\u0103pun \u00eent\u00e2i, doar ap\u0103 curat\u0103, \u0219i inima \u00eemi canta Recuno\u0219tin\u021b\u0103. Adun apa asta ro\u0219ie \u0219i fiecare planta din jurul casei prime\u0219te c\u00e2te un pic.<\/p>\n
Slava Doamnei Noastre, s\u00e2ngele meu curge \u00een continuare abundent, a\u0219a c\u0103 \u00een trei zile fiecare din copiii mei verzi \u00ee\u0219i prime\u0219te por\u021bia.<\/p>\n
Ce sp\u0103l cu s\u0103pun de cocos, prietenos cu natura, se duce la cercul de bananieri unde ajunge scurgerea de la chiuveta. C\u00e2nd tr\u0103ie\u0219ti cu P\u0103m\u00e2ntul, fiecare strop de apa folosit de om, fiecare rest de m\u00e2ncare \u00ee\u0219i g\u0103se\u0219te drumul \u00eenapoi c\u0103tre a-i alimenta \u0219i hr\u0103ni pe to\u021bi Copiii Mamei, cu care ne \u00eemp\u0103r\u021bim zilele.<\/p>\n
Cum poate un gest at\u00e2t de simplu s\u0103 \u00eemi aduc\u0103 at\u00e2ta bucurie?
\nCarpele de bumbac \u00eentinse pe s\u00e2rm\u0103, la soare.
\nTotul pare parc\u0103 un ritual, de\u0219i este doar simplitatea cu care o femeie oarecare \u00ee\u0219i onoreaz\u0103 propria feminitate, lun\u0103 de lun\u0103, ciclu de ciclu.
\nNe cheam\u0103 P\u0103m\u00e2ntul.
\nNe cheam\u0103 s\u0103 ne amintim de simplitatea vie\u021bii Organice.
\nNe cheam\u0103 s\u0103 ne amintim ceea ce este Natural. Viu. Simplu.
\nNe cheam\u0103 P\u0103m\u00e2ntul, surorilor dragi.<\/p>\n
Laura Maria Yara, 13 iunie 2020, Lun\u0103 Nou\u0103\/<\/p>\n
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Ilustra\u021bie: Cendrine Rovini<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Lunez.
\nS\u00e2nge ro\u0219u, puternic.
\n\u00cel simt cobor\u00e2ndu-mi din p\u00e2ntec, caut\u00e2ndu-\u0219i drumul firesc c\u0103tre P\u0103m\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":9,"featured_media":238564,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_et_pb_custom_css":""},"categories":[51],"tags":[69],"class_list":["post-238563","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-trairi","tag-lunez","trairi"],"_et_pb_custom_css":"","yoast_head":"\n