Is it really a Myth?

I grew up hearing the tales of Siya Ram, 

Which made me feel protected from all the harm,

I wanted to explore the depths of love,

As told in the fables of the ones- who magically turned into doves..

As a child, I thought it all to be true, 

But there's science the ticking boom,

The newfound knowledge made me question my sanity, 

The oncomers ushered me to follow their mentality...

But stop! Give it all a pause, 

Look at the Setu still appearing strong, without any false clause! 

Oh! The people with blinded eyes, 

There's the flute player standing behind this illusionary ice, 

When folks were hostile to our nation and thoughts, 

It was the Vedic culture, saving and treating the distraught, 

Do you still wish to call it all a myth, 

Not wanting to believe in the truth hidden underneath...