Pick up the pieces,
it’s a brand new start.
The beauty at days end,
begin anew though fallen aside quiet like.
When the bell tolls,
ends all lost laden woes one cries.
Silent in pillows,
for grace comes with the start of the new.
Utmost longing with blackened skies,
foremost not forever.
Night ends upon the morning,
a simple introduction to peace.
Shell de Toni 