Lightning in Infinity

In this cold and empty void,
a shining star warms a rock
replete with humankind,
a momentary capsule of consciousness
in Heaven's violent tumult.
The spark of life rages
like lightning through infinity,
captured for a moment of eternity
in our brevity on the edge of a galaxy
before it fades to black.
We live to pass the spark through time.
We die without the flame.
Is this God?  This fleeting bolt?
Does God exist without us?