Free spirit is when you open your heart and let your spirit explore to every nook and corner of the world.  That even if you're just staying in a very unique realm, wherever you are at, your spirit travels, observing every step people take, continuing learning the wondrous of things. Claiming that without God you can never achieve the things you never expected. You can have free spirit when you allow your heart to soar to the altitude and listen to the grievance of the universe. That you will take a move not just to merely listen, but to bring a water of solutions to the parched nations. Free spirit is when you value the liberty and do not allow someone to hold your dignity. Because you are full of wonders and full of gratitude. You are a spirit that sings freely, carrying the softness and kindness of the Lord. ~ ME Helen A Sarita 

 🌟 LET US AGE GRACEFULLY 🌟   Let us age gracefully and leave a beautiful legacy.   We have learned so many things in life. Darlings, that is the greatest gift we could ever find. 💝   As we journey in this wonderful universe, our perspectives may contradict each other's verse.   Sometimes our thoughts are not aligned, no matter how we want to make them bind. 🤝   But still, we can create very altruistic lines. We have an endowment that glitters for a lifetime. ✨   Let not our souls slumber for long. Let us not waste time for unworthy reasons.   Be the instrument to bridge broken ties, and watch our spirits take their rise.   Kindness is warmth and fortitude, It is a glorious and gracious gratitude.   Reaching to the moon and back, Love, and let no barriers be stuck.   Imperfections make us real humans, but our hearts are proven to be wonderful ones,   encapsulating the goal of the human race. Let us make it with a sunshine gl...

My back aches with sweet pain Never do I lose, but rather gain A message from my inner core Conveyed by this painting I adore   Colored mountains grace this space Tranquil, wonderful, and full of grace Calm waters smile in abundant bliss Warm my heart with a sealed kiss   My hands are tired, yet blessed indeed For beautiful nature I can plant and seed With mystical treasure bestowed on me A gift from the good Lord above, so free ~ME Helen Sarita  

When my art speaks, it says nothing but love, it smiles to your heart, red as blood,   silence yet fierce, ready to whisper by the language of the universe, the hues smile uniquely, know no bounds, their ubiquity, priceless and magical, mazeless and mystical, brave and altruistic, wisdom couldn't be denied. ~ME Helen A. Sarita 

Tranquil scenery sufficed through my longing, waiting for hours to witness the sun to set. In the process, never waste the time as it rolls... as the shimmering shadow whispers the moon’s crest. The crimson hue of the western sky starts to appear, the tinted wave of the sea listens to its magic. Enigmatic beat of my heart makes its craze; I smile. I don’t want to think deep on this mystery... yet just let it be.   Deep emotion and wild imagination visited me as I long, deviating my thoughts to the ebb coming to the shore. Whilst people were busy with Christmas celebration, I am alone far away from home; as the sky outside turns gloom, I am hollow and blue, and my silent tears stream down. Yet this is life that blends with my maturity, it has to be embraced. I understand I am blessed and lucky. I am a stellar with wings that soars tenaciously; it’s Christmas that dwells in my heart, come what may. ~ME HelenSarita

 A Poem For You, Boy   You haven't seen me ever in your life holding a paintbrush, You had no idea that I can express through color blush; If you had seen me playing with plenty hues over the plain canvas, You would be my top fan, shouting on the varicolored silent grass. ME Helen A. Sarita