Brilliant Anatomies In Nature I -Wasps General

                    Brilliant Anatomies In Nature

These are not only the one whose behavior and anatomy amazes me, I have named this article so as to present a paradigm. I can see so many of them in my courtyard and nooks and crannies of my house.....this is what prompted me to write...

These little pale yellow brisk creatures spend most of their lifetime nurturing young ones and shifting places. there are well over 100,000 species of wasps.
They have usually only one fertile queen which during winter rests in deep hibernation. Other are worker wasps and are mostly female.
For me, they are extremely wonderful creatures, less I know, but I love their flight, their light wings perfectly lift their bodies linear to horizontal and their morphology give them an ability to rotate about the axis in all directions.
Besides Wasp from nadir to zenith you see a wide range of anatomies in nature, seems like designed with mathematical precision. From subatomic particles to atom to cell to humans to planets to stars to galaxies to universe itself you see the same symmetry.
This is flabbergasting and leaves us dumbfounded. The beauty it contain is immeasurable. All our science and mathematical advancement are nothing but a glimpse.
I am mesmerized to wasps, birds, plants, skies and everything here and there, then I wonder now since I am a part of this surreal magnificence then for sure I am wonderful too, So yes I am.

A Connection so Old

A Connection so Old

A connection so old,

she bode,

through big fishy eyes.

So sublime as to lean into her soul,

is the only desire one can have.

Loving her would be in no way enough,

For she is to be adored.

A connection so old,

she bode, 

through big fishy eyes.

I won't say, she is always beautiful to eyes,

For eyes get weary in the course of time.

And someone told me beauty is in beholder's eye,

Wouldn't that be an insult to her,

for then she would be a subjective one.

A connection so old,

she bode, 

through big fishy eyes.

Her sheen splendor puzzles me up,

Can she have a sip in cup,

With someone so skeptic goon,

Having nothing to come very soon.

It is the heart which follow for getting a suave in hollow. 

A connection so old,

Of which the rein she holds

A smile which sprouts in the spirit, 

Shows itself on her fancy cheeks.

A connection so old,

she bode, 

through big fishy eyes.