I listened to a whisper barely heard About separating myself from the herd It wasn't the desire to stand out As much as it was living in worldly doubt
I look around me, unable to truly see What difference each can make separately But I'm sure it's not as much as together There is a begged question of what makes it better
Twentieth-century gurus play in the shallows While hungry children are jumping their shadows A handful of pixels build the hope of the few Pressing fast forward in a world of worn-out shoes
Tiny drops of dreams that have fallen and felt Become the oceans from yesterday's glacial melt This world knows far too much desire and sorrow As we reach forward into the unknown tomorrows
Of children who have been cast out by life Whether through hunger or a continent's strife We all need a little bit of transpired sunlight As we struggle through the ashes of a darkened night
Twentieth-century gurus play in the shallows While hungry children are jumping their shadows A handful of pixels build the hope of the few Pressing fast forward in a world of worn-out shoes
(c) September 20, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“The States can best govern our home concerns and the general government our foreign ones. I wish, therefore … never to see all offices transferred to Washington, where, further withdrawn from the eyes of the people, they may more secretly be bought and sold at market.” – Thomas Jefferson (1823)
“God’s reasons for communicating with man must be subsumed under his reason for communicating to him his account of his creation of the world – and man.” – Claude Levi-Strauss, anthropologist and ethnologist
It is all about maintaining our true wealth When we cooperate with our natural health Keeping the functions on which we depend Is absolutely necessary, or we will all surely end
With a world less desirable for all to live And perhaps worse, we might find nature won't forgive Good stewards know this and will not compete But work together to keep our natural spaces replete
Placing a call for California's learning About the necessity and use of periodic burning This is something needed for nature's improvement And nature for a well-maintained environment
It's hard for progressive to actually progress Believing that listening to others ends in less They talk of controversy and make up uncertainty Yet periodic burns benefit the land and people's livability
But more than that, whatever other desires Periodic burns decrease out-of-control wildfires It doesn't take much observation or sophistication To reap the benefits from the cycle of mesophication
Placing a call for California's learning About the necessity and use of periodic burning This is something needed for nature's improvement And nature for a well-maintained environment
To practice the precepts of good and wise government We need to begin with natural and human development Treating ourselves and the environment as best we're capable This is what it will take to make our world sustainable
There's more than enough on earth to meet our needs But not enough to keep up with the demands of greed The future is best guaranteed through present responsibility This means using every tool to the best of our capability
Placing a call for California's learning About the necessity and use of periodic burning This is something needed for nature's improvement And nature for a well-maintained environment
(c) September 19, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“In the supposed state of nature, all men are equally bound by the laws of nature, or to speak more properly, the laws of the Creator.” – Samuel Adams (1794)
“We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they’re called memories. Some take us forward, they’re called dreams.” – H.G. Wells, in The Time Machine
Hourglass sands spell tales of brutality Whispering that most pirates keep their humanity That is until they can only no longer see fit Which mostly comes down to the matter of profit
In these moments, and when it's a Hell of a prize It's strictly logic that there should be no witnessing eyes None are to be left alive to tell the tale That would put plundering pirates' souls in Hell
In fiery cinders, a ship sinks into the sea There is no pomp in these circumstances to see Only an end that must come to one day justify In the day when muted voices of the dead can reply
That is to say, to the less-than-clever That dead men tell their tales almost never Sometimes, that's just how it is to be As Jolly Rogers seals loose lips under the sea
A daring escape made before the watch change arrives Is the only means by which some pirates survive A defeated captain speaks his final fading plan Bravado prevails, or they'll die to the last man
In fiery cinders, a ship sinks into the sea There is no pomp in these circumstances to see Only an end that must come to one day justify In the day when muted voices of the dead can reply
(c) September 18, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
The Lion of Judah protects our salvation The keeper of our faith provides our explanation This family of faith prays in His name To find our path perfected without blame
Paul and Barnabas sharply disagreed About John Mark's journey, due to his needs Yet, he grew to become one who would lead Which indeed makes up for his past misreads
Peter and Mark both needed to take a pause In spreading the gospel as God's cause It comes down to the compassion of the God we follow Who makes the stars from those in the shadows
From acts to redeem us with compassion Jesus came to reason but also with His passion From the mercy given on the roadside There is healing truth that cannot hide
Son of David, not of Levi, He came to heal Those diseased did not have sins to reveal Christ came to love and bring us our salvation Healing us regardless of rabbinical suppositions
Jesus tells us which direction to rise and fall That we might each hear our spiritual call Hearts are stirred to take the best action That leads us to our best godly satisfaction
The Bible, as revealed, is the best love story Written to and for us all and to be worn in glory Do not be silent, but cry out all the more To be close to Jesus and open the kingdom's door
Healing the blind so that they can see Healing the wounded eyes with Heaven's mercy So many reasons to follow Jesus' ways Attesting to the truth throughout our days
We come as we are and grow to conform Putting on Christ as our desired new norm There is no reason to hide this joy in shame Through Jesus, our hope bears no sense of blame
All of us are more than worth in God's sight Whatever our wrongs, we too can get it right Even a wretch like me deserves God's grace Saved by the love of His holy embrace
However, judged it is that we may feel Our prayers for mercy can make this real We know ourselves as part of God's family We can be and are recipients of His mercy
(c) September 17, 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
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 