I watched a show the other day That reminded me of life lived another way I smiled on this journey bringing me back To the late 80s, and Radio Shack
The Tandy 1000 was the trend of the hour It had an allure that seemed to quietly devour The attention of many a teenage boy Boys who knew just enough to know it wasn't a toy
These computers seemed startling in their capability With the biggest catch being their affordability Living paycheck to paycheck made it hard to reconcile But then, how do you calculate the worth of a smile?
We would mow lawns when we had the will and the time Doing whatever we could to raise enough dollars and dimes We were determined to help the salesmen move these off the floor It seemed it was t to discover what we'd use them for
When young girls were busy learning and dreaming about love What were the young Einsteins busy dreaming of? They were drifting in and out of the streets of Slumberland While hoping for a computer they hoped to one day understand
These computers seemed startling in their capability With the biggest catch being their affordability Living paycheck to paycheck made it hard to reconcile But then, how do you calculate the worth of a smile?
I remember those days with great sentiment As dollars were shifted after much argument All in the name of computer utility Until a family would buy one through forced ability
As helpful as it was, for a budget a computer was an intrusion Which in this modern world feels like free-form confusion It's hard to say why this technological bright light Caused so many to fall apart and bicker in fright
These computers seemed startling in their capability With the biggest catch being their affordability Living paycheck to paycheck made it hard to reconcile But then, how do you calculate the worth of a smile?
We never knew how much we'd love inanimate objects While we grew to allow people to feel like rejects Crass consumerism grew a larger, wrong way of life And harmonious relationships gave way to open strife
Time went on and computers grew to become an obsession Families began to quibble about the value of possessions Had we paid attention, we'd have known the future We asked all the wrong questions and forgot to nurture
These computers seemed startling in their capability With the biggest catch being their affordability Living paycheck to paycheck made it hard to reconcile But then, how do you calculate the worth of a smile?
Perhaps in times when we need prove more wise We should begin in earnest and remember to apologize There's really nothing we can't beat hand-in-hand If we start by first seeking to understand
It seems we didn't need computers for society to start Having been better off leading with our stolid hearts Again, today, we're confused by the path of technology Maybe we should learn to rely again on you and me
(c) April 25, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Looking out from the edge of the ocean's shore There is a vast expanse we've yet to explore We know so little about our Mother Ocean And yet, fools like me are filled with devotion
Limited as we are by human perceptions of length Breadth, time, and space, and believe in our strength But measure it as so little against the pounding waves And are so quickly taken to our humbled graves
The salt in our blood, sweat, and in our flowing tears Link us to the oceans through all of mankind's years And as we gaze out feeling calm and yet reflective There are so many colors and emotions in this perspective
All of which adds up to patches of sunlight and shadow Each is a reminder of how little it is that we truly know I am often baptized by these feelings of windswept emotion Dancing along the shore on my board along Mother Ocean
There is something of majesty mixed with torrid brutality Life felt and kept, in its repetitions of immortality Kept in a scale that stands outside our human contemplation But with every moment, I feel nothing less than fascination
Dipping my toes from the sands into the shallows of the sea I find myself knowing only a little of touching eternity There is a beginning without an ending and an ending that begins I feel in my hair when the saltwater traces it with the winds
(c)April 24, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Despite apparent claims to the contrary Following science can be quite extraordinary Since Higgs Boson has taken its authority New laws have provided new grace in all simplicity
The last 100 years began as an invitation To which there wasn't an inkling of declination No one avoided the front door of the rabbit hole The race was on to challenge our human souls
Chased around to expand as discoveries were found In the quest for tomorrows to which are now bound We have come to grow in all ways an explore Waiting to find our way to that 'something more'
The illuminating paths plunged from mountains to the deep Sometimes laced with happiness; others in the tears we weep The best part of the journey is the people that we've met While exploring dark matter and energy without any regret
Suddenly, everything changed for the quarks in 1974 Striking the results with colors science would implore How energy mysteriously disappears through some unknown fact Unexpectedly, ending its script just short of the first act
Science's inspirations and innovations will not be rejected While taking humanity to the places that are so unexpected We danced the proper probabilities in this game of chance As particle physics whispered in the key of its romance
Forty years of falsifiable evidence was argued in symmetry And then Higgs Boson unleashed its answer with great mystery The objects of desire for higher dreams began to quietly speak As if its keynote solutions leaned into the electroweak
Collectively, the walkers wondered if they were there yet The cosmic accounting rolled the numbers without any regret There in the birth-cry of the universe is a universal hum Our conclusion is that the parts are greater than the sum
While the truth deniers scratch each other's conscience At last, cosmology has become a more reasoned science While patches of heaven are slowed into place by gravity The universe we know is pushed and pulled by dark energy
The questions continue to run as deep as mankind's sinning Why didn't matter and antimatter annihilate at the beginning The persistence of matter searches for some sorted order Somewhere along Heaven and Hell's shared temporal borders
The universal law revealed is that grace is all simplicity Confused as all is with its seeming infernal complexity One puzzle follows another when taken to the highest height The truest consequences find that dark fades into the light
As physics runs up against metaphysics in its sordid blur That place where questions become answers as if they were Begging for new explorations and channels of discovery The eternal search for truth bring itself into rationality
And in the full explanation found, into satisfying simplicity Life's pages turn toward resolving even the deepest mystery And the world itself is a thing filled with wonderful grace It waits for us filled with God's beauty and truth to embrace
(c) April 23, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“This above all: to thine own self be true, / And it must follow, as the night the day, / Thou canst not then be false to any man.” – William Shakespeare, poet and dramatist (23 Apr 1564-1616)
However Hard the wind blew We knew we'd make it through He who wears the victor's crown Would never let us drown
With our strength of will We depend on Him, and still God will allow to prevail Our faith is shown in our tale
We live to live only by the good Following God's ways as are understood Joining hands as one with Gods family This then is how we build our community
Each of us part of God's gift to one another We learn strength by supporting each other When the dust is settled with this crowd We are mixture of the humbled and yet proud
Holding strong when others might shatter In the end, we know this doesn't matter Our only course is to follow God's holy ways And so we do throughout our busy days
(c) April 22, 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 