To Beloved Old Age by Juan Ramon Jimenez

If only your memory
of me were this blue May
sky, completely filled with
the pure stars of my acts!

If my acts were identical, like them: all pure,
clear, good, tranquil, just like the stars!

Below, I see your smile in dreams
–dreams of your memories of my life!–

translated by Dennis Maloney & Clark Zlotchew