Empty Boats

The sad eyes, they are weeping, as days and nights fly by.

The sad heart, it is beating, as strangers walk on by.

The empty boats they are awaiting, from far Tiberias’s shore.

As people thirst and hunger, for bread, but nothing more.

“Give us some bread”, they taunt Him, and many turn to leave.

He says: “Your work is simple; I call you to believe”.

Yet still they turn to leave Him, to walk from shore to shore.

To teach in lost Capernaum, and feed the truly poor.

With bread of life from heaven, and blood of life poured out,

Passover spilled in glory, on doors of conquered doubt.

-A reflection on John 6