On a frosty dawn in December, when the sun began to shine the earth, I woke up to witness a shower of snow enveloping the ground with a pearly quilt. Mesmerized by the flow of snowflakes, I contemplated the naked trees getting dressed with an elegant white nightgown, adorning its bared branches with diamonds ofContinue reading “Christmas in the Island of Enchantment”
Category Archives: Yvette’s Prose
New Memories of the Little Girl
As we both felt the salty and powerful gust kiss our lips, she let go of my hand to peacefully and strongly stand at the edge of the high cliff that faces the ocean.
Finding True Love
The best gift I could have ever got was the one Maniyio gave me, helping me to understand that I don’t need to fear getting hurt anymore because true love manifests upon discovering our true essence.
The Portal of La Ceiba
That was the first time Maniyio experienced anger. Desperation replaced the peace that always crowned her had been replaced by desperation. Fear was an unfamiliar and cruel threat that was overwhelming her. While she laid down under the colossal and ancient tree that would always bring her comfort, Maniyio stared at the glowing stars withContinue reading “The Portal of La Ceiba”
Searching for my Soul’s Name
Asking my inner self for my soul’s name, I heard through the crispy wind of autumn, “seek for it in Puerto Rico.”
In the Island of Enchantment
In the beautiful land, surrounded by the crystal waters of its blue Caribbean Sea, I can hear through the waves a delightful music that arouses my soul. It is in those stunning sunsets where belonging seems so normal, and in those moonlit nights with showers of falling stars, when the sound of the coquí takes meContinue reading “In the Island of Enchantment”
Magic in Puerto Rico 