A sharp pure white light,
Just a bright white light,
When dying you see it...
But I have a sensible explanation,
You'd say 'Oh it was so obvious!'
When I tell 'It's due to haemorrhage in vision cortex of the brain.'
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 12:51 PM UTC
A sharp pure white light,
Just a bright white light,
When dying you see it...
But I have a sensible explanation,
You'd say 'Oh it was so obvious!'
When I tell 'It's due to haemorrhage in vision cortex of the brain.'
Dear poets & readers, it is just our vision rig in the brain giving up that those who are about to die see a blinding pure white light and nothing else. Peace.
My HP Poem #368
©Atul Kaushal
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