Intunericul

Cand stai in intuneric nu poti vedea intunericul care se inteteste si nu poti vedea lucrarile intunecate.

In intuneric e greu sa distingi prietenul de dusman.

In intuneric toate culorile par negre, nu exista contraste sau umbre, angoasele si frica se contopesc in teroare.

In intuneric pandesc la colturi lucruri oribile pecare numai lumina le poate alunga.

In intuneric sunt crime, apasare, raceala, mucegaiuri.

As vrea ca nicicand intunericul sa nu patrunda in inima mea, sa nu-mi adoarma sentimentele si luciditatea. Sa port o faclie in vasul de lut si candela sa-mi fie totdeauna aprinsa.

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