Confined No End

The touch of inifinity
As it crawls through time.
Absorbed explosions in a moment.
To the left lay shattered bits,
Old and worn out, yet wise,
To the right, the anewed,
Revived and alive, new born.
While the inifinite pierces on,
The borderlines lay still,
Arched through finite spaces,
Creating our forevers.
On those fences stay our worlds,
Perched on the brinks,
Balancing along,
Till with our last breaths,
We fall.