Dance of the Mayfly


There are stars aplenty

On this world my love

Why do you gaze at the sky?


You have people to meet

And things to change

Ere the day you die


To find fault in all that you look at

Is a fault in itself my dear

None declaim so loudly love

As those who will not hear


For the world is young

And the time is bold

And we live in the wink of an eye


So dance my love

And sing this song

We have no time to cry


Should worlds collide tomorrow

You could not do a thing

The world is here! It's in your hands!

So let your joy take wing!


And should the sun

Destroy itself

I'll not beforehand care


For I have breathed

And danced upon

The sweet and perfumed air


                                                                                                            Christopher J. Cramer

                                                                                                            December 3, 1979