You are not one, but a thousand!

I was reading a poem from Rumi and this section gave me a goosebumps:

Do not say, “The world is bound for strife,
What peace can come from me, in life?”
You are not one, small, passing spark.
You are a thousand. Light the dark.

For one true lamp that burns so bright
Outshines dead flames that lost their light.
And better one life standing true,
Than countless forms, empty, askew.