Sandy Bird Poet Rhyme

A Passing Notion

I tell you this as death draws near
As a cautionary tale, but not to fear

I now believe that a notion ingrained in us not to be true
The moment when we pass the lives we lived flash on through

I became aware as it began not long ago
Tiny fragments swaying to and fro

It happens when sleep draws close, a vignette whirs into view 
Little threads to tug at and pursue

Gossamer strings of whispers float on by
Ghostly visages flicker like lighting streaks in the sky

Moments in time come from our past 
We awake and remember how much we had forgotten as the years have been vast

Night after night new instants play out
Until you realize without a doubt 

There will come a time when all the images disappear 
The end has come, the light winks out, all will be clear.

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Andrea Dietrich September 30, 2026 at 4:53 PM I enjoyed reading your poem. I don't really have dreams of past memories per se. My dreams are strange stories that might involve settings from my past but often there appear complete strangers in my dreams. I would dearly love to have a dream of heaven. I know heaven awaits the believers and according to near death experiencers , heaven is likely for anyone with a good heart who has some kind of belief in God. Sandy Bird October 1, 2026 at 1:33 AM I am glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading Andrea. I also believe, it is comforting to have faith.