The Boat Returning Empty

[00:11.64]The nets hang loose the deck holds none

[00:17.60]The day’s long work has brought no run

[00:23.33]Yet still the boat comes home in peace

[00:29.01]Its bow aligned with evening’s fleece

[00:38.07]The sea still hums the gulls still fly

[00:44.15]The sun still drapes the western sky

[00:50.03]And though no catch will fill the plate

[00:55.56]The boat still knows it came too late

[01:24.84]You say that worth’s not in the haul

[01:30.56]But in the try the face of all

[01:36.42]The path you took the tide you read

[01:42.27]The storms you passed the prayers you said

[02:11.40]By night the nets are hung to dry

[02:17.43]The moon hangs low the stars drift by

[02:23.12]And in the dark the truth will stay—

[02:28.86]The empty boat still earned its day