Submerged wistfully, a lovely image appears subconsciously before a forest filled with mystical, illusions dressed in earthly admiration not known to a mindful thought, of an exotic atmosphere.
Mystified, confused without believing beauty could exist in perfection, floats away sights of unbelievable visions, of a world made before thoughts appeared to visualize a scene exactly what you imagined it to be before you thought you could imagine a vivid place, so mystifying, painted by a master artist of beauty.
With satisfaction, visions have not been a disappointment, no description could be better presented than the vision that mystifies within the inner mind of our imagination.
Through deep thoughts, how could we actually be attuned, with existence in our subconscious without awareness, mystifying what appears in a second, a life that meant so much to us in time, space, a remembrance laced with perfection.