Violeta’s Ode

Beyond the door of dream lies a calling letter:
I found, in the Sufi sea, my second river
Where the memory of Ophelia floats
Like a vision-boat
Upon the undulations of your Ode,

And the seagulls trace your violet name
To guide the drifting wishes
Toward your silhouette.

Violeta: you are that dreamy prayer,
And the fibers crossing oceans take turns
Bringing the light of your soul
Closer to the meeting points
Consecrated by the World.