\u00cen clipa \u00een care preotul a ridicat m\u00e2na pentru a rosti ultimele cuvinte, calul s-a aplecat \u00eencet, ating\u00e2nd sicriul cu botul, de parc\u0103 ar fi vrut s\u0103 m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie pe cel din\u0103untru. A r\u0103mas a\u0219a c\u00e2teva secunde, cu ochii mari \u0219i umezi, ca \u0219i cum ar fi pl\u00e2ns \u00een felul lui.<\/p>\n
O b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103 din sat, cu basma neagr\u0103 str\u00e2ns legat\u0103 sub b\u0103rbie, a murmurat: \u201eE calul lui Vasile\u2026 \u00eel avea de m\u00e2nz.\u201d To\u021bi s-au uitat unii la al\u021bii, uimi\u021bi. Vasile, b\u0103rbatul din sicriu, fusese cunoscut \u00een sat pentru dragostea lui fa\u021b\u0103 de animale, dar mai ales pentru leg\u0103tura lui cu acest cal. \u00cel crescuse cu m\u00e2na lui, \u00eel hr\u0103nea \u00eenainte de a m\u00e2nca el \u00eensu\u0219i \u0219i nu-l l\u0103sa niciodat\u0103 singur.<\/p>\n
Se spune c\u0103, \u00een zilele bune, Vasile vorbea cu el ca \u0219i cu un om, iar calul \u00eel urma prin sat f\u0103r\u0103 fr\u00e2u, ca un prieten credincios. C\u00e2nd b\u0103tr\u00e2nul s-a \u00eemboln\u0103vit, calul l-a a\u0219teptat zilnic la poart\u0103, dar \u00eentr-o diminea\u021b\u0103, nu l-a mai v\u0103zut ie\u0219ind.<\/p>\n
Acum, \u00een fa\u021ba sicriului, p\u0103rea s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleag\u0103 c\u0103 st\u0103p\u00e2nul lui nu se va mai \u00eentoarce niciodat\u0103. Se apropia cu pa\u0219i mici, tr\u0103g\u00e2nd aer \u00een piept ca \u0219i cum ar fi vrut s\u0103-i simt\u0103 pentru ultima dat\u0103 mirosul. Lumea privea \u00een t\u0103cere, iar unii \u00ee\u0219i \u0219tergeau lacrimile pe ascuns.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 c\u00e2teva clipe, calul a scos un sunet lung, un nechezat ad\u00e2nc, care a r\u0103sunat peste c\u00e2mp. Era un strig\u0103t de durere pe care nimeni nu-l mai auzise vreodat\u0103. Apoi, s-a a\u0219ezat \u00een genunchi, cu capul lipit de sicriu, \u00eentr-o imagine care i-a f\u0103cut pe to\u021bi s\u0103-\u0219i \u021bin\u0103 r\u0103suflarea.<\/p>\n
Preotul, vizibil mi\u0219cat, a rostit o rug\u0103ciune scurt\u0103 pentru sufletele tuturor f\u0103pturilor, iar b\u0103rba\u021bii din sat au ezitat s\u0103-l alunge. Nimeni nu voia s\u0103 rup\u0103 acel moment sf\u00e2nt. C\u00e2nd sicriul a fost cobor\u00e2t \u00een groap\u0103, calul s-a ridicat, dar nu s-a \u00eendep\u0103rtat. A r\u0103mas acolo p\u00e2n\u0103 ce ultima lopat\u0103 de p\u0103m\u00e2nt a acoperit morm\u00e2ntul.<\/p>\n
\u00cen cele din urm\u0103, s-a \u00eentors \u00eencet spre p\u0103dure, privind peste um\u0103r de c\u00e2teva ori, de parc\u0103 ar fi vrut s\u0103 se asigure c\u0103 nu-l uit\u0103. Pa\u0219ii lui r\u0103sunau greoi, iar coama \u00eei flutura \u00een v\u00e2ntul bl\u00e2nd de toamn\u0103.<\/p>\n
Mult timp dup\u0103 aceea, oamenii din sat aveau s\u0103 povesteasc\u0103 aceast\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2mplare ca pe o dovad\u0103 c\u0103 iubirea \u0219i loialitatea nu cunosc grani\u021be \u2014 nici m\u0103car \u00eentre om \u0219i animal. Iar \u00een serile lini\u0219tite, c\u00e2nd v\u00e2ntul adia prin frunzele p\u0103durii, unii spuneau c\u0103 aud, de undeva din dep\u0103rtare, tropotul unui cal care vine \u00een galop\u2026 c\u0103ut\u00e2ndu-\u0219i st\u0103p\u00e2nul.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u00cen clipa \u00een care preotul a ridicat m\u00e2na pentru a rosti ultimele cuvinte, calul s-a aplecat \u00eencet, ating\u00e2nd sicriul cu botul, de parc\u0103 ar fi vrut s\u0103 m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie pe cel din\u0103untru. A r\u0103mas a\u0219a c\u00e2teva secunde, cu ochii mari \u0219i umezi, ca \u0219i cum ar fi pl\u00e2ns \u00een felul lui. O b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103 din sat, cu […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3340,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3339","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-povesti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3339","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3339"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3339\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3341,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3339\/revisions\/3341"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3340"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3339"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3339"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3339"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}