Celebrate life in true sense

 

Celebrate life in true sense

 

Whole night I burnt like a charcoal

In the wee hours’ amber is still alive

The loose ashes glided all around

Letting everyone know that the fire is on

 

How do I douse that fire in me

Icewater seemed to be the best option

I wanted to soak as fast as possible

And also see that no blisters remain

For scars are scary

But here people had come to see me burn

So, my wish is no one’s wish

I had to burn

 

 

People moaned when I burnt

But none tried to stop the fire

I was of no use as soul had exited my body

Now I was a piece of earth ready to mingle

But, throughout life I had nourished this body

Not the Soul

For we go behind visible and neglect the invisible

Though the strength comes from invisible source

 

I took a long leap and carried myself little far

My family who wailed the most would understand, I thought

I dropped as a flake of ash at my son’s feet unnoticed

And he continued to wail on the shoulder of his sibling

A drop of tear soaked me finally and put me to rest

I kept mingling with mother earth all the while

Don’t know why playing with mud is called as,

you are soiled

And not projected as you are rooted or grounded

Is soil not our place of origin?

 

 

I wondered why was I fighting to be revived

Whom I loved had come to terms the moment my pyre was lit

They had arranged everything about my last rites

Oh, Yes, I recall that we as family had sat together and planned for everyone

I was to retire early to celebrate life in true sense

And for others, the path to future was so vivid and beautiful

So, I wanted to live to celebrate life in true sense

And here I let myself down and that is what I regret

 

Course correction is now no more an option

I can’t even tell people what I should have done

My bucket list kept piling up at a faster pace than deletion

Now everything burnt with me,

Every chip of ash being my items in the bucket list

Floating around begging to be fulfilled

But, alas, no one could hear me nor they could read it

I was happy though, as that drop from my son had quenched me

Finally, I mingled, dissolved into a world,

where aspirations and ambitions,

envy and prejudices have no space

All get equal opportunity to grow and flourish with mother earth

I am sure now I am going to celebrate life in true sense.