Light regrets

I had a beautiful light,
and I broke it.

A beautiful, shining light
shattered
into peices.

The light shone with a brilliant glow

now a ruined wreck.

It was an accident.
I didn't mean any damage.

My clumsiness.

When the light was repaired,
with all the peices glued back together,
it worked once again.

But the light was never the same.

How could it be?

It had such a brilliance and warmth


and then I broke it.


  (or did I?)