Never knew I had it in me,
this great a store of tears.
This great a salty torrent,
never I knew...

Now they come endlessly
down my cheek falling,
as I kneel on the ground.

For the pieces of glass on the ground.
Pieces of beautiful coloured glass
that lie broken all around.

Pieces I've been assembling.
Glass painting of my life..
Pieces arranged with care.

Pieces of love and mirth
Of sadness and loss
Of joy and pain

One by one by one
with painstaking,tender care.
But one black piece and
down they came cascading.