Jože Snoj: Duhovne pesmi

 

 

 

                                                           MOLČIŠ

                                                           ko votlih ust te ogovarjam

                                                           nisem ti dal glasu

                                                           ko si me prazno klical,

                                                           moškoujeda kanja,

                                                           iz svoje srepe panorame

 

                                                           drug z drugim sva od nikdar kaznovana

                                                           med tam in tu

 

                                                           nikoli sit okušam te

                                                           ko ti me skušaš

                                                           in trepetam

                                                           da zviška nadme planeš,

                                                           golo raz-

                                                           travljen glodajoči miš

 

                                                           a reci le besedo

                                                           in ozdravljena bo moja duša

 

                                                           lov je odprt

                                                           ko te raz-

                                                           klana, brezzobo sramna

                                                           vase lovi

                                                           ko ti loviš

 

 

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                                                           V ZAČETKU je bila Beseda

                                                           in Beseda je bila v molku

                                                           in molk je bila Beseda

                                                           - in tišina je bila brezglasna

                                                           in brezglasno je pela

                                                           v Bogu

                                                           praznina

 

                                                           in bila je prva

                                                           in bila je poslednja

                                                           v Gospodu

                                                           in prvo je bilo v poslednje

                                                           v njem zazrto

                                                           in spregovorilo se je v tesnobi:

                                                           Bodi!

 

                                                           in zgodilo se je ljubeče

                                                           brezmadežno spočetje smrti

                                                           in rodil se je Glas,

                                                           ki oživlja

                                                           in zarojilo je v Besedi besedišče

-   -   -

                                                           pokliči me Glas iz jezika

                                                           Glas,

                                                           ki se slišiš

                                                           in oglasim se ti iz niča

                                                           zdaj in na veke

                                                           amen  

 

 

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                                                           SOBA je polna

                                                           tvojih drobnih rok, otrok

                                                           ki jih po meni stezaš

                                                           - prižet sem v razročje

 

                                                           in gledam

                                                           in se te ne nagledam,

                                                           mali Bog

 

                                                           odprto nebo držim v naročju

 

 

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                                                           IGRAČE

                                                           vsekrižem razstlane

                                                           vsekrižem razstlane

                                                           igrače

                                                           hlinijo mrtvi spanec

                                                           in ti sredi njih, koracajoči čaralec,

                                                           v božanskem besu razmetavanja

 

                                                           zadržujem dih

                                                           in dih me zadržuje

                                                           ko jih seješ po kontinentih in oceanih

 

                                                           prvi sem spet, ki prisostvuje

                                                           stvarjenju sveta

 

 

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                                                           HVALA ti, Sveti duh

                                                           za te očke tople iz emajla

                                                           trikrat žganega

                                                           za ta ušesca iz sluha

                                                           trikrat ulitega

                                                           za ta ustka iz tvojega zvoka

                                                           trizložnega

                                                           za te nožice

                                                           trikrat padlega angela

                                                           hvala tebi, Gospod, ki si mi ga poslal,

                                                           Emanuela

 

                                                           hvala ti iz dna ogledala

                                                           ki se v njem gledava

                                                           in ga v tej izbi somračni uspavava

                                                           ko steče zibka iz pradneva

 

                                                           kabala

                                                           kabala

 

 

 

 

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