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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589814" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jesus In Cell</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589814" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Last night Jesus entered my cell.<br>Oh, how sad was Christ, how tall!<br>The moon entered after him the cell,<br>and made Him taller and sadder, I recall.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589814" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His hands were like lilies on graves,<br>Eyes as deep as forests' lands,<br>The moon threw silver on his garments in waves,<br>silvering His big, pierced hands.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589814" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I got up from under the old, gray blanket of mine:<br>- God, where do you come from? From what age, tell me, please?<br>Jesus gently put a finger to His mouth as a sign,<br>motioned for me to be quiet and at ease...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589814" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He sat next to me on the mat full of dust...<br>- Put your hand on my wounds, on my veins,<br>On his ankles were shadows of wounds and rust,<br>It was as if he had once worn chains...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589814" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sighing, He stretched His tired bones<br>on my mat where cockroaches go.<br>The moon shined through the cell's stones,<br>but the thick lattices reflected stripes on His snow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589814" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The cell looked like a mountain,<br>it looked like a skull,<br>and there were biting lice, pain, and many fears,<br>On my hand, I felt my head fall,<br>I fell asleep for a thousand years...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589814" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When I woke up from my abyssal dream,<br>the straw smelled like flowers, like a fresh rose.<br>I was in the cell and the moon was agleam,<br>only Jesus was nowhere... nowhere close.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589814" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I stretched out my arms, but no one, only silence.<br>I asked the wall: no answer at all!<br>Only the cold rays, sharpened by violence,<br>with their spear piercing me into the cell wall.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589814" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">- Where are you, God? I screamed at the bars.<br>Smoke was coming from the moon on the narrow trails,<br>I touched myself... and on my hands... scars...<br>I found the marks of His nails.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Radu+Gyr">Radu Gyr</a></strong>, translated by Marius Alexandru</div>

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