Ai ecte ngadal\u00eb buz\u00eb lumit me val\u00eb t\u00eb bardha.Uji rr\u00ebshqiste mes gur\u00ebve si vargjet e nj\u00eb poezie t\u00eb harruar, duke u thyer n\u00eb mij\u00ebra shk\u00eblqime, si yje t\u00eb vegj\u00ebl shp\u00ebrndar\u00eb mbi tok\u00eb.
Zuri vend mbi nj\u00eb gur t\u00eb madh, i lodhur nga pesha e dit\u00ebve dhe nga kujtimet q\u00eb mbanin ngarkes\u00ebn e nj\u00eb jete t\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb. Zemra i rrihte me pyetje q\u00eb nuk mund t\u2019i shprehte.
\u00c7do frym\u00ebmarrje e mbushte ajrin me nj\u00eb pritje t\u00eb heshtur.
Era e pranver\u00ebs shkund\u00ebte flet\u00ebt e pem\u00ebve si n\u00eb nj\u00eb valle t\u00eb heshtur. Aroma e luleve t\u00eb fresk\u00ebta mbushte \u00e7do frym\u00ebmarrje, duke i th\u00ebn\u00eb se bota ishte m\u00eb e madhe se ai, dhe se \u00e7do p\u00ebrgjigje q\u00eb k\u00ebrkonte ndodhej aty, mes ajrit dhe drit\u00ebs.
Papritmas, mbi val\u00ebt e lumit iu shfaq si n\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr ajo:
Andeta!
Poeteja e bukur me sy t\u00eb blert\u00eb.
Nuk ecte mbi tok\u00eb.
Fluturonte mbi re.
Mbi uj\u00eb.
Mbi \u00e7do mendim.
Mbi \u00e7do ndjenj\u00eb t\u00eb tij.
Fluturimin e poetes nuk mund ta ndalonte as ajri, as uji, as vet\u00eb koha.
-Ke ardhur t\u00eb marr\u00ebsh p\u00ebrgjigjen? -pyeti ajo.
Z\u00ebri dukej si nj\u00eb tingull i brendsh\u00ebm, dal\u00eb nga vet\u00eb thell\u00ebsia e jet\u00ebs.
-Po\u2026-tha ai, drith\u00ebruesh\u00ebm. -Dua t\u00eb kuptoj pse ndjenja, q\u00eb un\u00eb s\u2019e quaj dashuri, m\u00eb digjet n\u00eb shpirt? Fjala \u201cdashuri\u201d m\u00eb duket e vog\u00ebl, si rrob\u00eb q\u00eb nuk i rri trupit t\u00eb shpirtit tim.
Ajo buz\u00ebqeshi leht\u00eb, me nj\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshje q\u00eb nuk ishte as njer\u00ebzore, as qiellore, por drit\u00eb e ngroht\u00eb q\u00eb drit\u00ebsonte brenda shpirtit t\u00eb tij.
-Ti nuk m\u00eb do mua si njeri,-tha ajo.-Ti m\u00eb do si drit\u00eb, si frym\u00eb, si pranin\u00eb q\u00eb zgjon jet\u00ebn brenda teje.
Dashuria jote nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb njer\u00ebzore.
\u00cbsht\u00eb dimension shpirt\u00ebror.
Forc\u00eb q\u00eb shkon p\u00ebrtej trupit.
P\u00ebrtej koh\u00ebs.
P\u00ebrtej \u00e7do kufiri.
E kishte dashur gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebn si njeri.Tani e donte si drit\u00eb, si pjes\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrjetshme t\u00eb vetvetes.
-At\u00ebher\u00eb, si quhet kjo ndjenj\u00eb?-pyeti ai.
Poetja iu afrua ngadal\u00eb dhe vendosi dor\u00ebn pran\u00eb zemr\u00ebs s\u00eb tij.
-Quhet p\u00ebrtej-dashuri.
Dashuri q\u00eb dhuron.
Dashuri q\u00eb jeton mbi frik\u00ebn dhe mbi koh\u00ebn.
Dashuri q\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb thyhet nga asgj\u00eb.
Ekziston n\u00eb heshtje.
N\u00eb \u00e7do frym\u00ebmarrje.
N\u00eb \u00e7do val\u00eb q\u00eb k\u00ebrcen mbi gur.
N\u00eb \u00e7do tingull t\u00eb er\u00ebs.
Nuk i p\u00ebrket askujt dhe i p\u00ebrket gjithkujt.
Dielli p\u00ebrqafonte horizontin me ngjyra flak\u00ebruese.
Andeta u t\u00ebrhoq nj\u00eb hap prapa.
Era solli nj\u00eb varg t\u00eb saj, ndoshta t\u00eb shkruar dikur, ndoshta asnj\u00ebher\u00eb:
\u201cN\u00ebse nj\u00eb dit\u00eb do t\u00eb m\u00eb shoh\u00ebsh si drit\u00eb,
at\u00ebher\u00eb un\u00eb jam pran\u00eb teje”.
-T\u00eb dua p\u00ebrtej dashuris\u00eb!- tha ai m\u00eb n\u00eb fund.
Pa frik\u00eb.
Pa breng\u00eb.
Pa ankth.
Poetja buz\u00ebqeshi dhe u largua.
Frym\u00eb e shp\u00ebrndar\u00eb n\u00eb drit\u00eb.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Ai ecte ngadal\u00eb buz\u00eb lumit me val\u00eb t\u00eb bardha.Uji rr\u00ebshqiste mes gur\u00ebve si vargjet e nj\u00eb poezie t\u00eb harruar, duke u thyer n\u00eb mij\u00ebra shk\u00eblqime, si yje t\u00eb vegj\u00ebl shp\u00ebrndar\u00eb mbi tok\u00eb.Zuri vend mbi nj\u00eb gur t\u00eb madh, i lodhur nga pesha e dit\u00ebve dhe nga kujtimet q\u00eb mbanin ngarkes\u00ebn e nj\u00eb jete t\u00eb t\u00ebr\u00eb. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":20221,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[44],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-20220","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-letersi"},"yoast_head":"\n