Perhaps that's what life is
In the emptiness between days
Microscopic blazes of fire
That must be held, kept, expanded
Given everything there is
To this explosion of universe
Within shares of seconds which
New worlds are formed
The colosseum of possibilities
Reassurance of strength, hope
Paints and lights
The gaps between
With reflections and echoes
From the previous and the next
Truer than true
Filling life with life.