YOVANI MEETS

THE WIND

A story for the ages. From adolescence to adulthood. Here’s my story.

Yovani meets the wind

“The story unfolds before YOVANI’S very own eyes. Starry-eyed as the night’s dark stars.”

chapter one.

“rowing in a boat that was not swaying with the wind was how my mother brought oscar into the world. THE WIND RAILED movements BUT IT WAS NOT ENOUGH TO PASS THROUGH the door. HE WAS A FORCE TO BE RECKON WITH BUT NO MOTHER TO TAKE CARe OF him. HE BECAME HIS ONLY. "

"The story unfolds before YOVANI’S very own eyes. Starry-eyed as the night’s dark stars. Where I was placed on as a cocoon looking upwards to an unseen light that would hide behind a crescent descendent moon. Where the stars winking down and making my heart smile, tickling the vibrations of my soul. The sheds of prickling wood looked daring down hoping to make their way downwards as they deviously smiled into a pack of wolves."

to be continued.

to be continued.

I am as free as the wind and crazy as a child with no candy. but i was built strong with the softest mind to take the hurrican of life. I AM THE WIND THAT BLOWS BENEATH YOUR SKIN. I AM THE OCEAN THAT BLOWS YOU COLD AIR UNDERNEATHE THE DESERT SUN. I AM THE FIRE THAT BURNS YOUR LOINS THAT ARE KEPT IN CAGES AROUND THE WORLD. I AM THE SUN THAT BURNS AT DAYLIGHT AND KEEPS BURNING BRIGHT INTO THE DARK NIGHT. I AM NOT THE MOON, BECAUSE THE MOON LOVES ME TOO MUCH. I AM THE MONKEY THAT LOVES TO SWING. I AM THE LION THAT ROARS LIKE A BABY. I AM THE TEMPLE OF LIFE THAT NO ONE WANTS TO BE. I HAVE TOO MUCH LIGHT AROUND MY SKIN, MY AURA, MY EYES, MY SOUL. IT’S YOURS TO KEEP IF YOU TREAT ME RIGHT WAS THE LAST THING I SAID BEFORE I PASSED AWAY AND CAME BACK AS SOMEONE NEW. WHO KNOWS HOW LOVE WORKS. HOW IT WILL NEVER LOVE ME BACK BECAUSE ONLY THE SUN KNOWS HOW BRIGHTLY I SHINE UNDERNEARTH IT ALL. MY SUN, MY STARS, MY SHINING STARS. I AM PASSED AND I AM THROUGH WITH LIFE.

-YOVANI MEETS THE WIND.