For Oscar

Sometime, man or woman, traveler,
afterwards, when I am not alive,
look here, look for me here
between the stones and the ocean,
in the light storming
in the foam.
Look here, look for me here,
for here is where I shall come, saying nothing,
no voice, no mouth, pure,
here I shall be again the movement
of the water, of
its wild heart,
here I shall be both lost and found --
here I shall be perhaps both stone and silence.

-- "Yo volveré" by Pablo Neruda

Rest in peace, Oscar. Your gentleness and easy smile will be missed in this world. Hasta luego, mi amigo.