Irrevocably Broken

Shattered glass is all around me. I can't move forward, I can't move right, I can't move left, my back is against a wall. The thing I saw as so beautiful is in pieces everywhere. Tiny little pieces that I have no idea how to make whole and beautiful. The thing I held so dear thrown at my feet and the shards cut...I keep praying God how do I put this back together? I hear nothing...except the crunching of glass as the thrower breaks the pieces into tiny splinters.