Zas jeden rok, \u010do nov\u00fd kvet sa vplietol
do venca \u017eitia m\u00f4jho! \u2013 \u00c1no, dnes
rad rokov tomu, poh\u013ead m\u00f4j \u010do vzlietol
z tmy v sveta tohto kadejak\u00fa smes.
V smes, ktor\u00e1 bleskne v\u0161e a zase ztemnie \u2013
jak toku v\u00edr: tu v\u013an noc a tam de\u0148;
kde v\u010dera ru\u017eou pl\u00e1lo l\u00edce zeme,
dnes \u010dernie hrobom, zajtr\u00e1 zbelie v srie\u0148.
V smes, ktor\u00e1 ples\u00e1 tu a tamto kv\u00edli:
v\u010dul blankyt spevn\u00fd, z\u00e1p\u00e4t mra\u010dien vzdych;
kde sedem bariev v jednej zahr\u00e1 chv\u00edli
a v\u0161etky jeden sma\u017ee okamih.
V smes, ktor\u00e1 lask\u00e1 hne\u010f a op\u00e4\u0165 tr\u00fdzni,
kde z kresla sl\u00e1vy na kr\u00ed\u017e potupy;
kde s mocou z\u00e1\u0161\u0165, cnos\u0165 s biedou zase blizny, \u2013
pochopy bludn\u00e9, myln\u00e9 postupy.
V smes, ktor\u00e1 ve\u010dne hmyr\u00ed a sa men\u00ed:
let hviezdy, zdroja met a \u013eudsk\u00fd krok
kde in\u00fd, nov\u00fd v ka\u017edom okam\u017een\u00ed . . .
v t\u00fa smes ja vrhnul op\u00e4\u0165 jeden rok.
Byt? neby\u0165? vrt\u00e1 dotaz v \u013eudskej lebi.
M\u00e1\u0161 srdce? slabos\u0165; nie? si kame\u0148om.
I h\u013ead\u00e1\u0161 sa jak Hamlet v pekle, v nebi . . .
Tvoj stred v tom zhynul; u\u017e si iba \u2013 snom. \u2013
Zas jeden rok \u010do nov\u00fd kvet \u2013 do venca.
\u00d3, ven\u010de, ko\u013ek\u00fd to u\u017e v tebe kvet!?
Tam detstva prvosienky, za ml\u00e1denca
vykvitl\u00e9 ru\u017ee tam; tam, z ktor\u00fdch m\u00e4d.
Som sladk\u00fd kedys‘ ssal, ja mot\u00fdl r\u00fa\u010di,
u\u017e v\u0161etky kvietky, du\u0161e nivami
\u010do por\u00e1stly na vrelej srdca l\u00fa\u010di,
pod chmurnej mysle da\u017e\u010fom \u2013 slzami.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ba tam i kr\u00e1sky, \u010do tak bujne kvitly
kol briadok du\u0161e \u2013 vonn\u00e9, zjatren\u00e9;
na lone kr\u00f4pky rosy \u010di s\u013az svitly,
no mo\u017eno, t\u00fa\u017eieb mojich plamene.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A zas h\u013ea rok . . . Ach, ja u\u017e mnohoro\u010dn\u00fd.
V\u0161ak, \u017eienko drah\u00e1, ja u\u017e ve\u013ea \u017eil?
Ja narodil sa v rok \u2013 no s\u010d\u00edta\u0165 po\u010dni;
nu\u017e, ko\u013ek\u00fd s\u00fa\u010det? \u2013 Jak hviezd, to\u013eko chv\u00ed\u013e!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A zase rok . . . I \u010do!? \u010ci moje \u017eitie
je da\u010do viacej, jak ke\u010f p\u0155chne les?
To onej smesi jedno vlnobitie:
tak teda rok za rokom v on\u00fa smes!
Tak zase rok \u010do nov\u00fd kvet. \u017de ak\u00fd?
S\u00e1m veru neviem. Sn\u00e1\u010f kvet p\u0155chlavy.
Ba skoro pr\u00edjde rad i na bodliaky,
a budem lapa\u0165 odkvet p\u00fapavy.
\u00d3, ven\u010de! av\u0161ak i to mo\u017en\u00fdm v svete,
\u017ee, ne\u017e sa zavre\u0161 v kolo v\u0161etk\u00fdch zdob,
prst v\u00edchru znezrady \u0165a rozopletie
a roztrasie \u010do plevel pres m\u00f4j hrob.
\u00d3, ven\u010de! \u0161koda . . . kr\u00e1sok, \u010do mi kvitly
kol hriadok du\u0161e vonn\u00e9, zjatren\u00e9;
na lone kr\u00f4pky rosy \u010di s\u013az svitly,
ba najsk\u00f4r t\u00fa\u017eieb jasn\u00e9 plamene.
Ja t\u00fa\u017eil ve\u013ea \u2013 mlad\u00e1 du\u0161a sm\u00e4dla
mi ustavi\u010dne; bych ju napojil:
Tu zaletel som do povest\u00ed bradla . . .
Le\u017e marnos\u0165 sn\u00e1h: bych draka odzbrojil.
Jak osamel\u00fd vt\u00e1k ja na skalin\u00e1ch
si sedal v oblak dumy zavit\u00fd;
ja st\u00e1val st\u013apom v smutn\u00fdch rozvalin\u00e1ch;
ja v sv\u00e4to-tajn\u00e9 noci \u00fakryty.
Som utiekal sa zhusta: kde z hviezd leskov
som plietol zdoby v\u010dasn\u00fd vo vienok
Kol \u010dela zdarov, mniac jich streta\u0165 stezkou \u2013 \u2013
A \u010do m\u00e1m z vencov? popol zpomienok.
Ja t\u00fa\u017eil ve\u013ea \u2013 t\u00fdm viac \u017eelal, l\u00fadil,
\u010d\u00edm skup\u0161ia bola moja skuto\u010dnos\u0165;
a nem\u00e1m ni\u010d! \u2026 Ba hej! raz predsa zpr\u00fadil
sa bohatstva d\u00e1\u017e\u010f na m\u0148a \u2013 a to dos\u0165!
Ve\u010f nazdal som sa, \u017ee to jablo\u0148 smetla
mi v lono v\u0161etok jara svojho skvost,
ke\u010f, du\u0161o drah\u00e1, tys‘ mi v n\u00e1ru\u010d vlietla,
ty v lese t\u00fa\u017eieb \u2013 prv\u00fd letorost.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Le\u017e t\u00fa\u017eby m\u00e1m i dnes, b\u00e1rs mlados\u0165 hyne.
My oba m\u00e1me t\u00fa\u017eby, n\u00e1deje.
To u\u017e tak \u010dlovek zemskej na doline:
\u0161at jeden svle\u010die, druh\u00fd odeje.
Ja t\u00fa\u017eby m\u00e1m i dnes, b\u00e1rs mnoh\u00fd, mnoh\u00fd
sa vnoril rok u\u017e v \u010dierny \u010dasov v\u00edr;
ja vl\u00e1dzem e\u0161te hlavu, ruky, nohy \u2013
ja vol\u00e1m boj a tup\u00edm hnil\u00fd m\u00edr!
Ke\u010f \u010faka pr\u00edjde, chop\u00edm sa i l\u00fdry:
b\u00e1rs ak\u00e1 je, je du\u0161e potreba.
Ja viem, \u017ee spevom, ktor\u00fd z nej sa zv\u00edri,
nezdvihnem z pekla rod m\u00f4j \u2013 do neba.
Nie z temna m\u00fak ho na \u00faslnie sl\u00e1vy,
to viem, a predsa struny dotknut\u00e9;
sn\u00e1\u010f aspo\u0148 jeden plam mu sf\u00fakne s hlavy
van trepotavej du\u0161e perute.
S\u0165a te\u0161n\u00fd \u010dvirik vt\u00e1\u010dka aspo\u0148 v b\u00fari
mu bude zvuk, ke\u010f vt\u00e1k sa ne\u0161iel skry\u0165 \u2013
a komu nedal Boh bi\u0165 slncom v chmury:
dos\u0165 \u2013 sv\u00e4toj\u00e1nskou mu\u0161kou posvieti\u0165!
Sn\u00e1\u010f . . . \u00d3, ja t\u00fa\u017eim e\u0161te, t\u00fa\u017eim mocne,
b\u00e1rs \u017eitie ide: ver\u00edm predsa ja,
\u017ee, posledn\u00fd a\u017e rok sa u m\u0148a octne,
m\u00f4j n\u00e1rod na\u0161iel cestu do raja!
Ja t\u00fa\u017eim, uf\u00e1m, d\u00fafam, ver\u00edm, \u010dak\u00e1m \u2013
ja nezhynem, k\u00fdm viery neni spln!
\u00d3, k\u013eakni, du\u0161o! i ja k tebe k\u013eak\u00e1m;
my na skalisku, marn\u00fd \u0161p\u013eachot v\u013an!
\u00d3, k\u013eakni! i ja \u2013 \u2013 nie! mne stava\u0165 treba.
O tom sa m\u00fadri d\u00e1vno dohodli:
mu\u017e do pr\u00e1ce za vo\u013en\u00fd k\u00fasok chleba,
a \u017eena nech sa i za\u0148 pomodl\u00ed!
Ja t\u00fa\u017eim, ver\u00edm, vy\u010dak\u00e1vam doby,
ja \u010dak\u00e1m advent, slavn\u00e9 vtelenie;
som Slavian, uviaznuv\u0161\u00ed do poroby:
nu\u017e jak ne\u010daka\u0165 sp\u00e1sy zjavenie?
Ba voniam vzduch a \u010dujem zvl\u00e1\u0161tne t\u00f3ny,
v jich\u017e akkord prudko vpl\u00fdva srdca tluk:
Nie! neumrete, \u0161ed\u00ed Simeoni,
bez uvidenia osl\u00e1venia m\u00fak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u010ci nevid\u00edte zrno pravdy kl\u00ed\u010di\u0165
z hr\u00fad bludov, kde u\u017e m\u0155tvych spalo sen?
H\u013ea! na vzdor noci, ktor\u00e1 chcela ni\u010di\u0165 \u2013
jak rastie svetlo, jako mizne tie\u0148!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ba po vtelen\u00ed u\u017e, u\u017e kmit\u00e1 svetlo, \u2013 Zas jeden rok, \u010do nov\u00fd kvet sa vplietoldo venca \u017eitia m\u00f4jho! \u2013 \u00c1no, dnesrad rokov tomu, poh\u013ead m\u00f4j \u010do vzlietolz tmy v sveta tohto kadejak\u00fa smes. V smes, ktor\u00e1 bleskne v\u0161e a zase ztemnie \u2013jak toku v\u00edr: tu v\u013an noc a tam de\u0148;kde v\u010dera ru\u017eou pl\u00e1lo l\u00edce zeme,dnes \u010dernie hrobom, zajtr\u00e1 zbelie v srie\u0148. V … \u010c\u00edta\u0165 viac<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[165],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-36565","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poezia-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.e-anjelik.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/36565","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.e-anjelik.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.e-anjelik.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.e-anjelik.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.e-anjelik.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=36565"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.e-anjelik.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/36565\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":36572,"href":"https:\/\/www.e-anjelik.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/36565\/revisions\/36572"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.e-anjelik.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=36565"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.e-anjelik.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=36565"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.e-anjelik.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=36565"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
na kon\u010diaroch sa ja\u0161e jeho skvost;
le\u017e aby v okres dol\u00edn \u010d\u00edmsk\u00f4r slietlo:
bu\u010f na\u0161a apo\u0161tolsk\u00e1 horlivos\u0165!
U\u017e hromnice! Raz e\u0161te temn\u00e9 r\u00facha
v \u010das muky bo\u017eej; v tom zpod vetvice
triumfu na pl\u00e1\u0148 ohniv\u00e9ho ducha, \u2013
kde slncom zven\u010dia pravdu \u2013 tur\u00edce!
1881<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<\/h2>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"