May You Live Like a Mayfly

Known as “Ephemeroptera” -

About which they say -

Unlike the “Palaeoptera”,

They only live one day.

Most known as the “mayfly”,

They may be seen in May.

But more so in July,

And longer than a day.

As you can see,

It’s rather unsure,

What this creature may be,

And what it’s for.

They are most seen in June,

And they live about a year.

They don’t die as soon,

Just to make that clear.

The name “mayfly” might be unsuited,

Instead, “junefly” could be coined.

Though this could be disputed,

That’s rather beyond the point.

Underwater nymphs, living in springs,

Just preparing to fly.

But once they spread their wings -

An adult for one day — then they die.

As the may”fly”, it may be known,

Yet, not so skilled at flying.

Rather, carried by the wind, blown.

Floating, fleeting… dying.

No mouth to eat,

But only one goal.

No young to feed,

To reproduce, its role.

If you were a mayfly

What would you do?

You could cry or try,

It’s up to you.

You know what a mayfly does,

In just one year and a day.

Would you choose life because,

You knew you had a say?

If you were aware,

Of life’s ephemeral state,

Would you choose to care,

Or just leave it up to fate?

What would you choose,

When come the hour:

Live “Short and sweet”,

Or “long but sour”?

However ephemeral,

The mayfly may be,

Purpose so temporal,

You may never see.

One day, you may fly -

Or may not -

If only you would try,

Just give it one shot.

If the mayfly can do it too,

You could give it all you got.

It’s really up to you,

Or is it not?

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With special thanks to Near The Lake

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