From black starry night to seas that are ever-warm, in that Caribbean island it was as if one could swim within the sense falling in love, as if it were as tangible as water.
In the black of the Caribbean night there was more magic than a soul could ever realise it was possible to wish for.
The purity of Caribbean light elevates the soul - expanding smiles, igniting music and inviting the gift of dance.
If you take a moment to exist in the moment, to feel and absorb, the sense of light upon this Caribbean island will warm you for the rest of your days.
The Caribbean island was different from the green paradise of home, yet in that difference there was more beauty than the soul can absorb in words. It enters through the eyes, travels to the soul and is of such great volume that the heart expands.
A Caribbean island sings of its soul so brightly, a soul that is woven of the flora, the fauna and the people so blessed to call it home.
The Caribbean island was bathed in a kind of light that was more pure and warm that any I'd seen. It got into my soul that very instant and made itself at home for life. I guess that is why folks say they fall in love with this place. I can see it. I can feel it. It's part of my soul from this moment onwards.
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