Mayflies, a Poem

To prevent all those regrets from piling up on us, live like, mayflies!  Translated…

We are Also, Mayflies, Knowing the Differences of the Seasons

And Yet, We Only Live for One Day in the Summertime

Worked Our Best, to Turn that Solitary Second from the Galaxy into, a Lifetime

Turned the Day into a Whole, Dynasty

Turning the Night, to a Place Where We Rose Up Toward Post-Mortem

Turned the Ripples of the Pond into a Huge Tidal Wave

the cycle of life for the mayfly…illustration from online

That Puddle, into, a Big, Ocean

Can’t See the Coming of the Spring

Then, We Shall, Wear that Solitary Golden Ray of the Sun Like a Brand New Dress

Can’t Live Long Enough to Know Love

We’d, Turned the Dews into Our, Unbroken, Hearts

When We Interpret the Gentle Breezes into the Raging Winds

The Lotus Leaves into Islands

Seemed that Only the Shadows of the Trees—that Shadow in Our, Eyes

the cycle of life for man…silhoutte from online

Prayed: May the Leaves that Fall from the Trees

Share Our Same, Spirits

Using its Lifetime, to Hold on Tightly to the Split Second Moments

Keeping the Delusions of Flight, Intact

This is how we should all, live, treating the seconds as, our lifetimes, because, life will end, whether or not we like it, and if we think that we still have so much time, then, we would have the tendency to squander away the minutes and seconds of our lives, until, we are, running out of time, then, we lie on our, deathbeds, regretting, that we should’ve done more with our short lives………