I Give And Collect Rain Poem by Leslie Alexis

I find the heart for love is like a bowl,
An empty bowl, which must be filled to flow
Outside its borders like the pouring rain.

Even the clouds collect before they rain;
and heaven is the hand that holds these bowls.
But time and time they take before they flow.

There to Love I'll give that love will flow
From her, and in my heart I'll store her rain
Till borders break to make a single bowl.

A bowl with rains that overflows.

Copyright 2010 Leslie Alexis