It's a resounding theme To live this life and dream. Putting God into action, It brings the best of life's satisfaction.
Taking the drink of living water, In the name of the Son and the Father. It's amazing what we filter through, In all of life and in what we do.
Putting faith in the steps we take, We know our journey is not a mistake. Hands held to take away life's grief, This is the sacred way that brings relief.
Planted seeds in the soil, It's a secret's work as we toil. Finding encouragement in each other, This is what God means by loving one another.
Better than words are the commands of love, Doing, not saying, the ways of the above. Faith and hope are our daily praise, Bringing God into the hardest days.
Serving people is the truest ministry. This has been the case throughout history. The blessings shared are in abundance, Prepared in the share of God's providence.
Moving in the moments that work together Imprinted as they are to bring the better. We can't let words get in the way. The Holy Spirit leads our needed day.
The Holy Spirit filters purity. It's the same for you and for me. God washes through all that needs to be done, Bringing hope for the hopeless through the Son.
It brings peace into this troubled world needed - In the pleaded warnings and words heeded. It's the love of Christ found in our actions And through these chances taken, we find satisfaction.
Living testimony found in acting on God's laws Removes all hesitation for His good cause. We learn to share God's love as we struggle to do, Finding the blessings are many and the troubles few.
(c) July 27, 2025 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
And Then Came the Final Fall (For Ozzy) by Michael Doyle
Facing the music as it begins to play I, in my pulpit of one, begin to pray. Lost within my sense of inconsolable dreams, I take comfort in the prophet's endless screams.
Time went on, and I slowly came to fully mature Finding myself a product of all that I nurture. The western dessert found no regret was in vain. I was hitching a ride on his black steel crazy train.
...And then came that final fall When the Blizzard of Oz heeded the call. Going the last time into the dark night Shouting at the devil to get it right.
The demons drove him through the pouring rain Finding home again, the singer shared his pain. Hexed by depression and dragged through Hell, It was clear the Prince of Darkness felt unwell.
Fleetingly homicidal because it takes too long, Like pieces of a puzzle, thoughts become a song. Modern-day extremists might have their urgency, But Black Sabbath created Heavy Metal's certainty.
...And then came that final fall When the Blizzard of Oz heeded the call. Going the last time into the dark night Shouting at the devil to get it right.
Going over the mountain to fly high again, Randy Rhoads flew along like a winged friend. Cut down by the last and cruelest of superstitions, The music crafted became legendary inspiration.
Most of modern life is lived like well-worn fiction, Breaking through its crust takes the speed of friction. Ozzy Osbourne - Prince of Darkness and family man, A cognitive dissonance that became a living titan.
...And then came that final fall When the Blizzard of Oz heeded the call. Going the last time into the dark night Shouting at the devil to get it right.
(c) July 26, 2025 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“There are stars whose radiance is visible on Earth though they have long been extinct. There are people whose brilliance continues to light the world though they are no longer among the living. These lights are particularly bright when the night is dark. They light the way for humankind.” -Hannah Senesh, poet, playwright, and paratrooper (17 Jul 1921-1944)
Sometimes, behind the nucleus and its tail, There is a deeper meaning, a tale within a tale. There is a pervasive feeling in the cosmic track Of an object that continuously makes its way back.
Some see this arbitrator as a bringer of life. Others see a comet as a bringer of ordained strife. For millennia, shooting stars have collided with atmosphere, Springing forth as a matter of hope and fear.
We humans are a race that is damaged and broke, But like the comets, we are wonderfully outspoken. Looking out with perspective, they are poets in a way. We must take care to hear what they have to say.
They are perpetually chasing after words from the universe. Verbal collectibles that harmonize into unspoken verse. These fleeting stars cross into our lives once or twice, And they leave for interpretation what is shared as advice.
Speaking as they will on transformation and its change As the nighttime skies continuously resort and rearrange. Drifting through humanity's passage of time, they speak As we look with eyes and lenses at what we might peek.
Fiery swords of ephemeral beauty define a glimpse to see Of the coming days that fulfill what might be our destiny. These are but beacons of understanding and enlightenment Mankind has only begun to pierce its way into the firmament.
Curious comets, like crystal tresses, fill the nighttime skies. It's all a thing of wonder, naked before our human eyes. They wander through our galaxy with the muse of an unread book, With a turn of the page, mankind takes it in for another look.
(c) July 25, 2025 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
The first steps in any new direction Are likely to require some bit of correction. Every journey needs these to be taken. To think otherwise is to be mistaken.
It's necessary to crawl, fall, walk, then run. These are necessary steps of life that has begun. Every exploration is the inroad of a new process. It comes gradually through test after baby test.
Daring to trust is the first step taken in respect. There is not one of these steps that we can neglect. All this leads to the magic of things men dream of, From rocket ships to glory and even the ways of love.
Men have learned the secret of getting is to get started, Toward the known and unknown, even places uncharted. The first breaths of the journey begin in the heart, Until it fills you up in your soul, and you must start.
Every fulfilled dream begins when you simply decide Those fears exist until the point you override The grip it has on your soul in setting its limitation, And you open up to allow yourself full exploration.
It is the fortunate who take the first steps they can. It's the same truth for every living woman and every man. The rough patches of life are challenges and thrills. But no smooth sea ever gave a sailor their necessary skills.
So go on, do the necessary things to reach your achievement. Each failed attempt will give answers and bring improvement. To get where you're going, decide what you want can claim it. The secret of achievement is to simply dare to name it.
(c) July 24, 2025 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 