I find myself drowning in the ocean of you In all of the good things I've learned to be true There, deep within your beautiful, dreamy eyes Is my future that I've come to recognize
It's said that looks don't really matter But that you're beautiful doesn't shatter That where forever begins is in our hearts I can think of no better way to start
Then, to know even a single look at you Tells me that Cupid's arrow aimed true There's not a moment I won't carry you In my heart and know that my love is true
Dreaming how it is that you shine so bright Every sign about you truly feels so right Love may be blind, but it's met at our first sight I want all of this forever, holding you tight
Rose petals and champagne feel very romantical And our every moment beats and seems so magical Every kiss is like a full moon walked on the beach I'm always going to want your love within my reach
It's a handwritten love note that takes my breath away The best part is this has become my lived-in everyday The connection felt is real and yet feels surreal This forever is that something fantastic beyond the feel
When your loving traces touch me deep like this I feel the spark felt within your heart's kiss It's the wonder of the all of your love every day That has come to show me in a million special ways
And there is a laughter in your sweet, loving voice That will make you my first and lasting, deepest choice The promises from inside my heart tell me I love you And that my best happiness has found its way true
(c) May 24, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Life is like a library owned by an author. In it are a few books which he wrote himself, but most of them were written for him.” – Harry Emerson Fosdick, preacher and author (24 May 1878-1969)
“It is a government of the people by the people for the people no longer it is a government of corporations by corporations for corporations.” – Rutherford B. Hayes
Like dolphins on an Aegean journey Began the seeds of ancient Greek philosophy Some germinating into full-bloomed thought Others leave more room, yet to be sought
One notion after another brought sight to the blind One motion after another for the good of mankind The whisper is that Phoenicians were the first To dive into the waters of unquenchable thirst
Seeking knowledge, the curious monkeys quested For idea after idea that could not be bested There, as the words blew across the Aegean Sea, The travel of systematic thought began for you and me
It's hard to believe that our world turned to pessimism After knowing we have sprung from people of optimism Unafraid to travel and to seek out other hearths While sharing a world of thoughts and unspoiled mirth
This, then, is and was the free-wheeling spirit of transaction As worms with wings began to chase us in our interactions And we came to question until we chased these into answers Proving that our dolphins laugh across the waves as dancers
That one by one joined with humanity in our initiation That began the raveling of thoughts laid as the foundation Each of these expressed in their simplicity and complexity Came to be joined together in degrees of uncertain reliability
(c) May 23, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Our living hope is pure Making our souls sure Of the Lord's living grace As we gaze on His holy face
We know this by the traces In all we do as we embrace In this living God we know Who brings light our shadow
One-by-one we evade Satan's snare As one-by-one we become aware Of all the Devil's ways of deception And one-by-one make the true connection
One-by-one we evade Satan's snare As one-by-one we become aware Of each individual's deep need To become one who lives freed
Though the words feel hard to say We know that need God each day To take on the right attitude And humbly express our gratitude
Our hands are raised and spread wide As we walk away from our evil pride Just to offer up our sacred praise We joyfully raise our voices in our days
One-by-one we evade Satan's snare As one-by-one we become aware Of all the Devil's ways of deception And one-by-one make the connection
One-by-one we escape Satan's snare As one-by-one we become aware Of each individual's deep need To become one who lives freed
Straight from our humbled hearts We offer hallelujah from the start Offering our praise every day We live for the Lord in every way
Repenting from who we have been Putting away the trappings of sin To become new in the ways of the Lord Focusing on heaven and moving forward
One-by-one we escape Satan's snare As one-by-one we become aware Of all the Devil's ways of deception And one-by-one we make the connection
One-by-one we escape Satan's snare As one-by-one we become aware Of each individual's deep need To become one who lives feed
We commit in the communion we partake To move past the rendering soul shake That transform us into living right Walking from darkness into the light
Joined as we are into God's community We realize we are part of the family Forever to live in joyous celebration Never surrendering our ceaseless dedication
One-by-one we are given to what we've become...
(c) May 22, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“All see, and most admire, the glare which hovers round the external trappings of elevated office. To me there is nothing in it, beyond the lustre which may be reflected from its connection with a power of promoting human felicity.” – George Washington (1790)
“I should dearly love that the world should be ever so little better for my presence. Even on this small stage we have our two sides, and something might be done by throwing all one’s weight on the scale of breadth, tolerance, charity, temperance, peace, and kindliness to man and beast. We can’t all strike very big blows, and even the little ones count for something.” – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, physician and writer (22 May 1859-1930)
Our minds have a superpower It's the ability to project beyond the hour We can be in the future or the past Temporarily, though, it will not last
Language is the mystic secret It can be soft or hard as concrete Our words can be said to transform It's by these words we change or conform
This magic is the truth of the voices We have heard inside and consisting of choices The more we understand, the less we echo The more we experience and the more we know
Time's web is a spectrum and is always in flow It's a continuum only the Muse truly knows Every word and tradition serves to teach These keep every moment of time in our reach
With this power, we can learn and then change Through this power, the world can rearrange Until it is that we have the eyes to see This is the revelation of every possibility
(c) May 21, 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
