Audit Of Life

On the porch, relaxing on a beanbag

Eyeing the Sun crawling down at a soft pace,

And the Moon unfurling at its own pace

A wave of thoughts twinkled the cerebrum

Commanding to do an audit of life

Witnessed numerous mutations from being

Skinny to BMI fit

Inert to alert

Shy to bold

Clutter to clarity

Studious bespectacled to carefree goggles geek

Baby in a cocoon to the grown-up colourful butterfly

Nevertheless, certain things remain unchanged,

With time, place, and company

These define my fears, passions, and bucket list

Before this material body gets burnt in ashes

I wish someday,

I do the scariest thing

I nail my passions

I tick off all bucket list items

And let the soul fly high peacefully with no regrets

I promise my heart,

I will do many more audits to see

Standpoint on chasing dreams

Turning them into actions

And triumph over this one life

Thank you, my lovely cerebrum

You're sharp and better with age!