Mayfly (Revised)

[rocky20]

Mayfly

I watch you flutter in the mid-day sun
so innocent of how you came to be 
so beautiful; a sight for any one (perhaps a bit repetitive with the use of "so" here, also I think a stronger word than "beautiful" would help to solidify the imagery - perhaps beautiful is too vague?)
who has the time, and will, to stand and see
the rainbow colours in your fragile wings.
Then as you dart within warm beams of light, (Love this line - the action makes the creature)
it seems to me, the whole of nature sings (don't think either this comma nor the one in the next line are necessary)
its song, and gently shares in my delight.

I know there was a time of cruelty
when you would kill in order to survive.
I understand, I know it had to be
in order that this pleasant day arrive.
So have no guilt my pretty little one; (great use of guilt)
accept your day of life under the sun.

I also think this poem has a lot of symbology that relates it to the human experience. I really like the imagery you captured and then also finished with a strong message of the fragile nature hanging in the balance between living and cruelty and then ultimately finding acceptance.