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