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Yovani Bernard Meets the Wind™

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YOVANI
Bernard
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.”

A young child with short dark hair and large dark eyes looking at the camera, wearing a pink jacket with a green zipper, behind a decorative oval mirror or photo frame.

chapter one.

"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."

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A young boy with short dark hair, slightly parted, wearing a yellow jacket and a gold chain, looking at the camera with a puzzled expression. The photo is framed in an oval with decorative patterns.

“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."

Make It

Chapter One: The Wind

I was the wind until I became nothing to become everything. I realized I could be anyone I wanted but the people in front of me decided for me. They chose to live the life I live and they chose the wrong pathways for a person of my being. I am Yovani Bernardo Santana Garcia Berrios Florez. They all have meaning. They all have a saying in the future in which I hold my responsibility to the wind. Every version of my name tells the story of the island that raised me. It was a coldness day the day that I was born. I was born in Spring. I love Winter. Winter is the season of my being and the cold that runs in my veins. Spring brought me Bambi. I wanted to meet Thumper but he chose the same pathway but different variations. Thumper and Bambi were never supposed to meet in the same world but God put them together to infuse the fireworks that needed to be ignited in the sky so we could be free. My mother came to me as a women and I a child but she saw me as a women. It is a difficult domino to explain. The white domino that never gets played. That is how my mother sees me. When it came to my brother I realized he was the opposite of whom I am and whom I want to become. Whom. He is an actor and I am a star. He wants to star in a movie. The movie has yet to start. Because I am not ready yet.

to be continued.

to be continued.

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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 BERNARD MEETS The Wind.