She stands motionless, not uttering a sound, as the

Crystal vase slips from her hands and crashes to the floor,

Sending tiny shards of multicolored glass in every direction.

Carefully, she gathers the pieces, taking care to leave

Nothing behind - for if she does, someone may become injured -

Causing them to suffer - albeit unintentional.

Although reasonably confident she has done her best,

She studies the area once more - now smiling faintly -

Reflecting on the multicolored shards of her life.