There's a lot to be done I do it through the Son Hailing Jesus as the king I lift my voice and sing
Bending like a tree in a hurricane Hoping for blessed salvation that came To teach me the ways of love As I am led to from up above
It's true. He loves us all If we'd only listen to His call In His mercy, we are given Through redemption, we're forgiven
Turning in my path, I am made new The same repentance can happen for you His love is blessed and forever true We know this in all He's done and will do
It's a beautiful truth to know As we're drawn from the shadow Pursued into the brightness of light To know we, too, can get this right
It's true. He loves us all If we'd only listen to His call In His mercy, we are given Through redemption, we're forgiven
(c) September 15, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
There's a storm brewing between right and wrong And where it is that we are best and truly belong Moreso, we struggle to know ourselves in identity And what furry and non-furry friends to keep as our family
People like us get lost in our minute hesitations Puzzling over pizza on the obscure, unneeded questions Questions like if a cat or dog is truly the better And preferences for periods of change and weather
Does it make us better people to care for another? Does it have to be human or maybe something other? Pets remind us of our outward sense of obligation They also bring us love in their undying affection
Lingering as I am over my second pizza slice I meander in my words as to how it's something nice And it doesn't really matter whether dog or cat I have known people who are in love with alley rats
As Twain said, dogs are a gentleman's gentleman And cats, they too, they do whatever they can To look after us inferior creatures who are needy Always needing more love and forever a bit greedy
Many find that simply watching cats makes them happy It seems even when they find them sleepy and nappy There is something about a kitten that removes pretense And petting affectionate cats makes most less tense
Dogs are beacons of perceptible unconditional love It is as if God sent down angels from Heaven above True happiness is a warm puppy unrestrained by a leash Each walk becomes a masterpiece of unrehearsed pastiche
Dogs own their sense of space, and cats own time Each of these deserves their own sense of rhyme Dogs only want to love and be loved; cats need worship Each offers their own sense of familial relationship
There is no real doubt our pets are our family We free ourselves in compassion for their beauty The whole of nature is filled with thought and feeling Only a blind man would not be sent headfirst reeling
With the simplest moments of outside observation Love of our fellow animals is cause for celebration Grateful and loyal, they set standards to live up to That is if we dare too, in the loneliness of me and you
(c) September 14, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“If Congress can do whatever in their discretion can be done by money, and will promote the General Welfare, the Government is no longer a limited one, possessing enumerated powers, but an indefinite one, subject to particular exceptions.” – James Madison (1792)
I wake up feeling wonderful At the thought that you're beautiful I lay there and slowly trace Your skin and the smile on your face
Thinking to myself that all I know Is the satisfaction of your glow As I watch our shadows on the wall A flickered flame makes us tall
If you were awake, I'd share as an invitation For us to enter into this communication As I quietly whisper to you from behind These thoughts playing slowly on my mind
A few things from our needed base And I need to tell you that just in case Suddenly, I had no time for it to be said These things always run through my head
Just in case, I need you to honestly know That yesterday was only for today to follow From the love of all our memories we share Into today, as I look at you laying bare
Sleeping and dreaming about our tomorrow That will come with the happiness that follows And as I let you sleep inside my warm embrace I whisper to you that maybe just in case...
.. I will always love you
(c) September 13, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“In disquisitions of every kind there are certain primary truths, or first principles, upon which all subsequent reasoning must depend.” – Alexander Hamilton, in Federalist No. 31 (1788)
Sometimes, the city's too many faces It makes me dream of faraway places Where my heart can fade into the night Traces of beauty replace blinding light
Times in the wilderness are best for me Sometimes, it's a matter of necessity The jagged edge has left me shaken The call to the country is unmistaken
I feel the mountains call, and I must go Back to the woods where cool streams flow To play and pray, always wishing to stay There is much to see in the passing days
Between every two pines is my doorway Wildflowers are nature's best bouquet Waiting for me to catch a precious scent Before heading back to tell where I went
Here, I will return often if God is willing Building, restoring, and again healing All that needs peace deep inside of me Out here in the wilds that lay a hidden country
Country that calls me entirely, body and soul In the forest and its glens, where I can stroll Walking on the dirt paths of my needed life Here inside the sanctuary, free from the city's strife
I've found good tidings on top of mountain peaks And found far more good than I set out to seek Keeping close to nature's heart lived with sincerity I have found my best moments lived with clarity
(c) September 12, 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
