Poetry
Mirror
Sanctuaries apart
But closer than ever
We found each other in the midst of the havoc
Blending syrup and honey
I rest assured in your healing energy of bliss
As if a mist of fresh air
I am able to come back to my senses
Your gentle spirit lifts me up
And takes me higher through the lenses
Where i find peace
You see me crystal clear
Reflecting your truth
From the walls of my mirror
Who were we? Children of heaven
Before embodying these identities
Of separate entities
I see your innocence
The depth of your existence
Is not this flesh you carry daily
But sparkling light
The light of the Creator mainly
Mingling amongst the masses
Who flop along
As zombies unawakened
Your hurt is my hurt
And someone else’s hurt
Your joy is my joy
And someone else’s joy
When they did us wrong
They also gave us freedom
That was to be experienced
As a gift from heaven
It’s a polarity that throws you in the deep
You choose, you choose, you choose
What will you rip?
An icing on the cake i say
But first let’s finish with the story
That kept us hostage
For millennia
It’s done and dusted
Let’s trust it
The moment
That’s unfolding like pulling of the tread
The path is mossy and we are bare
The naked truth of us is only fair
We are one, we are one, we are the only ONE.
Written by Alla Kozyreva
SHE
She is the sacred Earth that holds and nurtures.
She is the daughter and the sister
Who embraces with all her might.
Her magic is in her naked body of flesh and blood.
Just being who she is, creating from her vessel,
She is a forever changing force of life,
Who’s natural state is running naked in the forest,
Howling her deep-seated urges
For the Stars and the Moon to witness.
She was never broken,
Even when her soul got fragmented and scattered into pieces,
She knew that all of herself was Divine and Whole.
Collecting her soul fragments and putting them together,
Like puzzle pieces became her life long journey.
She didn’t know until she knew
What it was like to be loved.
Her completeness was in every particle of the Flower of Life
Encoded into her body, into her naked, full, receiving body.
She became undone under the influence of forces,
That told her that she wasn’t able, that told her she was limited, that
She was not worthy.
And she wept,
Burring her truth in the darkness of her being, deep in the underworld.
She couldn’t bare the untruth when she became one of them.
The one who judges and pokes holes...
The shame...the disgust...
She believed them superficially.
Until she couldn’t anymore stand up.
She yielded to the Earth,
Grabbing the dirt and squeezing it between her fingers.
She was hurting like the wounded animal
To the very core of her being.
She heard the Earth crying the tears of mercy.
“Hold me as I am.” ,- She said,
And dropped her nakedness into the mud that consumed her.
She became her. Every cell regenerating,
Every molecule lighting up with vibration.
She created her story again. And she told it.
Written by Alla Kozyreva
no time
We are here yet not of this world
These bags of bones
Count more than a million years old
Taken from the Earth’s soil
Transformed into new flesh again at birth
Come back each time
With an attempt to conquer our senses
Again and again
We loose our sense of worth
Which is eternal
End up believing
Consumption is all there is to life
We gratify the ego
Forgetting who we are at the core of our being
And what we came here for achieving
We build the fences around our hearts
On false pretences we try to survive
Without any meaning
The hamster wheel keeps running high
Until there is nothing left to buy
We start to cry and look for answers
The mood is changing
When the ancient scripture
Reveals the truth of higher consciousness within
Our existence is forever as a Soul
The bag of bones will cease to exist
In the picture of the screen of life
No need to mourn, no need to cry
The Source Creator is the love we seek
This human mind is in ignorance
It is confused, conditioned, it is weak
Massive error exists in the collective thinking
Identified with nature we loose reality
Have been lied to all along
Abandoning the Source within
We believed the old damn song
Go search for
The spark that’s hidden in the heart
A size of a teeny tiny atom
Not visible with the naked eye
But scientists believe it’s all a lie
And that there will be nothing when we die
Discernment is needed
To identify the big “I”
The Self that is eternal will be waiting
For your returning back home
When the time is ripe
Then there will be no time
Then there will be no time
Written by Alla Kozyreva
miracles are real
Loud barking of the wild dogs
Laying here in the heat of the night
Waiting for my soul to be released into the light
Dreaming of the future
How can I embrace the moment now?
And allow myself to nurture
What has long been forgotten
Uncertainty is the one that makes you shaky
They say embrace the wind that blows in all directions
For the future is an illusion
We are dwelling here in this pond of stillness
The only way to freedom
Is the softening of our hearts
Letting my emotions flow
As if they taught me they are real?
I only wish i knew the formula
But who is keeping all the secrets?
Tell me more every day
And I will act upon your glory
For all I have right now is this device
And many other little miracles that tell the story
Sitting quietly I notice how the buzzing
Is getting louder each day
It is a blessing when a creature
Is sent by heaven to deliver messages
To keep me going
On this unknown train carriage
That I’ve been riding since the dawn of time
What for? They say
But let me tell you
It is the circle of the nature
That goes around like the planets spin
Don’t have to know the answer now
Why not release it to the Angels
They take me under their wings
For that i am grateful
And the rest will be ok
As always is
Surrender and let go of gripping
No need to ponder anymore
If it’s the answers i’ve been seeking
They’ll find me forever more
It is the end and the beginning
As i create a spinning wheel
They told me careful of dreaming
I tell them miracles are real
Written by Alla Kozyreva
its always been you
When everything stops
I take a magnifying glass
And look inside the levels of my being
Who is this person i am calling me?
Do I know you? I feel like you have been waiting all this time to be acknowledged,
To be seen in all your colours,
Dark and light and in between
Anger creeps in and blows a whistle
How can this be that you’ve been pushed to the back sit of this crazy ride?
I am in agony, how can this be that i’ve neglected your existence?
To be a fit into this bizzaro world that makes no difference?
Preoccupied with looks and things and power
At the expense of authenticity and freedom
We tagged along like good old cattle
I may as well start eating grass
I let the dust within me settle
Holding a key to the doors of my cellar
It’s time to free her, the one and only
The love of my life i have been waiting for
Run, baby, fly, baby, scream, baby,
You are no longer hiding
I touch her shoulders and we fly together
Into the vastness of existence
The many parts of me emerging and uniting
We are imprinted on both sides of this coin
Dressed in different outfits
Playing different roles
Giving voice to all of them is a recipe for freedom
I am coming home, baby,
Embrace me, hold me, love me
It’s always been you.
Written by Alla Kozyreva
By your side
Flying high in the sky
Engine roaring through a thousand miles
Covered with the layers of plastic matter
I think of us just now sharing smiles
While rushing through the roads of Bangalore
To the destined places we picked as our homes
Sweet sentiments are lingering in the air
Those memories made are ours forever
How can the heart be so frozen
But love the way the Soul dwells in nirvana
Never forgetting our past lives chosen
Already lived here on Earth over and over
When my Soul met your Soul we danced in heaven
Sprinkled with a fairy dust
Hearts beating fast
Covered in magic layers
Staring at those coffee brown eyes
That took me by surprise
You couldn’t see them
I was blessed by them another time
Even if it’s only for a little while
I took a shot to feel your pure loving
Without it I was a long time starving
The Universal plan is only known to God
The yogic path will guide me to the timeline
Already written on the wall
Of my eternal Soul
I bless your pure heart
When i imagine your curly hair standing up
As you rock up awakened in the morning
Holding your coffee cup
I bless your pure heart
Even if the lot we shared may not last
I wouldn’t change a thing from the time passed
The numbers show the ending of this tide
Just turn around the corner and see the light
I will forever be by your side
Written by Alla Kozyreva
gentle beauty within
Who is this girl with a cheeky smile
Waiving to daddy, running wild
Twirling around to show off her dress
She desperately wants to impress
Picking wild flowers, making a crown
She will soon grow up and leave the town
Setting off to the foreign lands
In search of kind and gentle hands
Only what happened was not the case
She went away and lost her true face
Abandoned herself she lost the touch
And someone’s hands didn’t do much
She looked outside of herself for love
Waiting for someone to fit like a glove
Only to find that all this while
What she was missing was her own smile
What was needed was deep within
And loving herself was not a sin
It was in fact an act of grace
That brought her peace and once lost face
She is now twirling around
Looking in the mirror fully found
Feeling wholesome and complete
Her own glove really does fit
Written by Alla Kozyreva
The Little People
A still green pond, a Dragonfly’s home
I am healing my soul
While gazing out the window
Into the Nature’s Kingdom
Sounds of the wings flapping
Mixing in harmony and blending
Like the flavours of the curry soup
My gratitude is overwhelming
The prayer makes an appearance
Uniting this Heaven on Earth experience
We are the little people
Wanting, craving, hoping
But all we need is here
Love is all we are
Forgetting the truth of being
We lie to gain approval
Then in the need of healing
Down we are kneeling
We crumble
No longer sober, no longer living
We lost the connection, we lost the meaning
To the truth of our souls
Adopted camouflage of a chameleon
Distorted, disregarded, diseased
We chase a million
Disempowered, half-hearted
We cease to exist
Waiting to be saved by heaven and spoon fed
Creator’s order flows from all directions
Free will is what we claim
Creator beings is a game we play
Choosing wisely from a buffet of life
The plate is empty
So take a spoon and dive
We are the little people
Projecting ourselves onto this screen of light
Disillusioned, we grip to what we think is right
The good and evil was once a thought
That birthed to life and spread like fungus
And the Nature was watching quietly
When little people went to war fighting
She was patiently motionless
For the return of higher consciousness rising
The answers were planted
That little people took for granted
They raped her creations
Without considerations or questions
Of what will be the cause and the affect
Of their actions
Now she has risen
The Phoenix from the aches
To which she was then burned alive
You better tag along and join the ride
Or you can dig your head in sand and hide
She is your heaven, she is the one to thrive
Written by Alla Kozyreva
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