With such small wings, how do you fly?
Theories of aerodynamics; do you defy?
Larger than wings how you lift?
Is it your trick or nature’s gift?
Bumblebee! fuel to you, who does supply?
I know, not mere laws of aerodynamics
but also rules of motion and mechanics.
I can hover on flower as copter.
Your science yet needs venture.
To fly me, my pilot knows all technics.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! thought that breed of poets is long gone...here you are mesmerizing me. love it when poets observe nature in their poetry. nice poetry