Message to Blanca

                                                        for Blanca Subercaseaux

I don't know  if I can come,

let's see if I can reach you, sister.

I'll arrive, if I do, on a mild wind,

so as not to freeze your plains,

or at the edge of your dream,

with love, and without a word.

Stand up tall, in case I find it 

hard to meet halfway,

and bring me little earth 

to remember my inn by.

Don't worry if I don't have a shape

or if I look different.

And don't cry if I don't answer,

for my sin was words.

But give me yours, your word,

that was like a dove alighting.

--Gabriela Mistral