Broken Pottery

So many nights that I've been gazing the sky
The stars dazzling in the night
That gives light in the dark
Can't stop from admiring it
And feeling the mystery it brings to life
Wonderfully made
By perfect hands.
And I look upon myself
Broken wings
Broken soul
Like a potsherd
Will I ever be whole again?
Can this life be like that awesome scene at night?
Like the moon that shines brightly in the darkest sky
Oh! Life itself is a mystery
So I lift my life to the potter's hand
To bring back it's light and glow again
Like the stars in the sky that twinkles at night.