Life Lived Artfully (Without Deceit) by Michael Doyle
Imagine, if you might, your life in a circumstance Handed over to art, but only from a tragic distance It would be a malaise that knew its exception Because your life is the art that doesn't know deception
But speaks truth in its every moment and its heartbeat Comes alive as a critique of a life lived without deceit The quiet sunset hangs its glowing evening star And it's hope brings healing to a dream's jagged scar
A familiar life can bring its own sort of fascination Found in the duet of a masquerade's simple variation When forced to say much in the form of solid limitations There is joy to be found even in its chosen lamentations
Stories in the simple life often require translation Speaking to the particular in a general explanation We bring the words that move us to a long time living And find the best of our understanding in our forgiving
(c) May 18, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along