{"id":14826,"date":"2025-05-11T22:58:57","date_gmt":"2025-05-11T20:58:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.rimes.fr\/blog\/?post_type=poemes&p=14826"},"modified":"2025-05-11T22:58:57","modified_gmt":"2025-05-11T20:58:57","slug":"moine-epique","status":"publish","type":"poemes","link":"https:\/\/www.rimes.fr\/blog\/poemes\/moine-epique\/","title":{"rendered":"Moine \u00e9pique"},"content":{"rendered":"

On e\u00fbt dit qu\u2019il sortait d\u2019un d\u00e9sert de sommeil,
\nO\u00f9, face \u00e0 face, avec les gloires du soleil,<\/p>\n

Sur les pitons br\u00fbl\u00e9s et les rochers aust\u00e8res,
\nS\u2019endort la majest\u00e9 des lions solitaires.<\/p>\n

Ce moine \u00e9tait g\u00e9ant, sauvage et solennel,
\nSon corps semblait b\u00e2ti pour un \u0153uvre \u00e9ternel ;<\/p>\n

Son visage, plant\u00e9 de poils et de cheveux,
\nDardait tout l\u2019infini par les trous de ses yeux ;<\/p>\n

Quatre-vingts ans chargeaient ses \u00e9paules tann\u00e9es
\nEt son pas sonnait ferme \u00e0 travers les ann\u00e9es ;<\/p>\n

Son dos monumental se carrait dans son froc,
\nAvec les angles lourds et farouches d\u2019un roc ;<\/p>\n

Ses pieds semblaient broyer des choses abattues
\nEt ses mains agripper des socles de statues,<\/p>\n

Comme si le Christ-Dieu l\u2019e\u00fbt forg\u00e9 tout en fer
\nPour \u00e9craser sous lui les rages de l\u2019enfer.<\/p>\n

*<\/p>\n

C\u2019\u00e9tait un homme \u00e9pris des \u00e9poques d\u2019\u00e9p\u00e9e,
\nO\u00f9 l\u2019on jetait sa vie aux vers de l\u2019\u00e9pop\u00e9e,<\/p>\n

Qui dans ce si\u00e8cle flasque et dans ce temps b\u00e2tard,
\nAp\u00f4tre \u00e9pouvantant de noir, venait trop tard,<\/p>\n

Qui n\u2019avait pu, suivant l\u2019abaissement, d\u00e9cro\u00eetre,
\nEt m\u00eame \u00e9tait trop grand pour tenir dans un clo\u00eetre,<\/p>\n

Et se noyer le c\u0153ur dans le marais d\u2019ennui
\nEt la banalit\u00e9 des r\u00e8gles d\u2019aujourd\u2019hui.<\/p>\n

*<\/p>\n

Il lui fallait le feu des grands sites sauvages,
\nLes rocs tortionn\u00e9s de nocturnes ravages,<\/p>\n

Le ciel torride et le d\u00e9sert et l\u2019air des monts,
\nEt les tentations en rut des vieux d\u00e9mons,<\/p>\n

Aga\u00e7ant de leurs doigts la chair en fleur des gouges
\nEt lui br\u00fblant la l\u00e8vre avec de grands seins rouges,<\/p>\n

Et lui bouchant les yeux avec des corps vermeils,
\nComme les eaux des lacs, avec l\u2019or des soleils.<\/p>\n

On se l\u2019imaginait, au fond des solitudes,
\nMarmoris\u00e9 dans la raideur des attitudes,<\/p>\n

L\u2019esprit durci, le c\u0153ur bl\u00eame de chastet\u00e9,
\nEt seul, et seul toujours avec l\u2019immensit\u00e9.<\/p>\n

On le voyait marcher au long des mers sonnantes,
\nAu long des bois r\u00eaveurs et des mares stagnantes,<\/p>\n

Avec des gestes fous de voyant surhumain,
\nEt s\u2019en venir ainsi vers le monde romain,<\/p>\n

N\u2019ayant rien qu\u2019une croix, taill\u00e9e au c\u0153ur des ch\u00eanes,
\nMais la bouche clamant les ruines prochaines,<\/p>\n

Mais fixes les regards, mais \u00e9normes les yeux,
\nBarbare illumin\u00e9 qui vient tuer les dieux.<\/p>\n

*<\/p>\n

Maintenant qu\u2019il repose obscur\u00e9ment, sans bi\u00e8re,
\nDans quelque coin boueux et gras de cimeti\u00e8re,<\/p>\n

Saccag\u00e9 par les vers, pourri, dissous, s\u00e9ch\u00e9,
\n\u00c0 voir le tertre \u00e9norme o\u00f9 son corps est couch\u00e9,<\/p>\n

On r\u00eave aux tueurs d\u2019ours, abattus dans la chasse,
\n\u00c0 ces hommes d\u2019un bloc de granit et de glace,<\/p>\n

Que l\u2019on n\u2019enterrait point, mais dont les restes lourds,
\nSur un b\u00fbcher tendu de soie et de velours,<\/p>\n

Dans le d\u00e9cor g\u00e9ant des for\u00eats allum\u00e9es,
\nAu fond des soirs, l\u00e0-bas, s\u2019en allaient en fum\u00e9es.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"parent":0,"template":"","meta":{"inline_featured_image":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"default","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"default","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"set","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center 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