The Earthen Jar In The Garden During The Rain

it is there
it has a mouth gaping
filling itself
with the rain

this is a rainy
day and it
will rain here
for weeks

the jar takes
all the water
drinks it like
it is a thirsty
woman

yet just like us
it can never be full
even for weeks
or for years

there is always
a spill
of what is full
there is always
the emptiness
even in
the physical fullness

the jar is there
alone
it is raining and it
will rain for weeks

the jar never breaks
it is
alone.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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