Unfolding Mystery

Not a mind’s creation, amidst solitude stroll.

I began to wonder of what I came across.

Was it an actual experience,, my mind at a loss,

For a few weeks past and never did it fall

Under inspection for a review so without a visual,

Intertwined reality and imagination making my mind toss.

I continued on my path aware of my loss,

Such darker hours darkened my mind and eye ball.

So switching sooner my soul to revive,

My eyes did search if any on tree still survive

Once more came in view, those mangoes with purple hue

I stood there motionless just like a dream come true

A sign from above to have faith in God.

And all things fall to their proper slot at His nod.