There was a man who lived a life of fire. <br />Even upon the fabric of time, <br />Where purple becomes orange <br />And orange purple, <br />This life glowed, <br />A dire red stain, indelible; <br />Yet when he was dead, <br />He saw that he had not lived.<br /><br />Stephen Crane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-was-a-man-who-lived-a-life-of-fire/
