“It is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea – whether it is to sail or to watch it – we are going back from when we came.” – John F. Kennedy, in a speech given at the America’s Cup Dinner, on September 14, 1962
“The sea once it casts its spell holds one in its net of wonder Forever.” –Jacques Cousteau
Gratitude For Your Love
by Michael Doyle
Drowning in an ocean of you
Following my heart because it's true
Pull me under these covers, please don't stop
I'm riding this love to the top
Tell me, who has time to sleep
These emotions keep running deep
All the deceptions practiced put aside
This love pushes past all my pride
Let's be awkward in our own ways
This is the secret of lasting all days
I'm happily watching as we become one
I cannot help but admire the work our God has done
From unknowing to a force irresistible
We are becoming something indivisible
Cupid has hit a pure kind of bullseye
That I will never question why
Ten out of ten; you're so damn beautiful
This is something past feeling wonderful
It's time to completely let go of my ego
In doing this, I become better than my flow
Until I met you, I didn't know real love
However much I'm guided by our Father above
It seemed as if my best wasn't good enough
But you've shown me I'm worthy of the right stuff
The way you are keeps me feeling emotional
Your kind of love feels completely unconditional
The changes have come in my feelings and attitude
It comes down to knowing I owe you my gratitude
(c) May 31, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“The aim of every political constitution is, or ought to be, first to obtain for rulers men who possess most wisdom to discern, and most virtue to pursue, the common good of the society; and in the next place, to take the most effectual precautions for keeping them virtuous whilst they continue to hold their public trust.” – James Madison (1788)
“Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.” – Walt Whitman, poet (31 May 1819-1892)
Calling On God's Name
by Michael Doyle
In days like these, we see
The need to depend on divinity
It's best that we all recall
That even heroes can topple and fall
Now, though the battle feels longer
Our brave hearts beat ever stronger
Following Jesus as our true king
Through Him, there is victory in everything
We stand tall, taking on the adversary
While keeping hope for the extraordinary
We stand tall, lifting our eyes higher
We look on at the burning fires
Fires stoked by those who practice deceit
While good people struggle against defeat
There are those who shift blame in insurrection
And we Christians hold firm to the resurrection
We know our ranks will grow even if Satan reigns
Our lives will show that our efforts aren't in vain
Jesus in God, God in Jesus, is the voice of victory
We know Jesus will reign for all eternity
As some tremble in these dark moments of doubt
Our brave hearts will fight on and keep stout
Standing firm here for the rule of law
That others have forgotten to keep to and recall
In all of Jesus' names, we will call
Knowing however things look, we will not fall
The truth of Jesus is what makes Him our king
In this, we know His holiest name is everything
Here, we take our stand, for all the generations
All God's children struggle on in veneration
His holy power will always hold final dominion
Above all, the mockers who hold false positions
(c) May 30, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“Speculation is perfectly all right, but if you stay there you’ve only founded a superstition. If you test it, you’ve started a science.” – Hal Clement, science fiction author (30 May 1922-2003)
“For love of country they accepted death, and thus resolved all doubts, and made immortal their patriotism and their virtue.” – James Garfield, at the Arlington National Cemetery
Deceptive Truth From the Sanctuary
by Michael Doyle
Most see the warrior life as fighting and drinking
But the truth of the odyssey is one of thinking
Ulysses was protean and was not easily swayed
Instead, his thinking was fluid and many-wayed
This is the way the world is and how his cards were played
Sailing a ship through life requires skillful navigation
This much, of course, needs no long-winded explanation
To remain vital requires perceiving life in its multiplicity
This moves beyond bedeviling simplicity into complexity
These are things that lead to a life of perplexity
This world shatters expectations and demands we steer
We must approach life by design and defeat our limiting fears
In a word, the story comes to that to live is to think
And to recognize that we are always on the brink
Of new discoveries, and through these finding vital links
Life isn't just about choosing to rule or to submit and obey
It's a far more complex sort of game in which we all play
Knowing who is who is essential in this world of mobility
To find out often consists of questions holding great difficulty
This is all part of the mystery that makes for life's journey
Everyone here is seen as a stranger in the game of identity
A cataract rush of questions flows and causes some anxiety
As fortunes begin with thoughts from our playground minds
Pushing forward in this cycle, concerned of being left behind
The dear Lady Justice is always found in her curious bind
As we gain our feet in life, we find a wall of uncertainty
The only certainty and real rule in this life that has urgency
We were all coldly thrown into this bracing morass of life
Struggling, tired, and desperate for peace, only to find strife
And such peace as we find, is spread thinly with a dull knife
The only control we find is found in making our own decisions
Some will be good; some perhaps bad, all without precision
Allowing this truth is our best and only true path of control
Knowing we can never really know anything frees our souls
Somehow, this acceptance brings the only peace that consoles
In pursuing thought, we see how life can radically deceive
Ultimately, it comes down to our cores and what we can believe
Those things that we draw from that are or have been concealed
Shape into the truths by which our choices are revealed
But we're no longer troubled, and from this trouble, we are healed
This is how we grow from our childishness into our dignity
This storming world of the sea holds its own integrity
Until at last a man acts in ways he perhaps cannot condone
Finding as we do, this understanding leaves us truly alone
And this loneliness, is the only thing, we truly ever own
(c) May 29, 2024 Michael Doyle
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“Historians tell the story of the past, novelists the story of the present.” – Edmond de Goncourt, writer, critic, and publisher (26 May 1822-1896)
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