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Tag Archives: Contemplation
Thanksgiving Contemplation
Thanksgiving Contemplationby Michael DoyleDig up the extra silverwareIt’s the time to take careAs we feast on our fareAnd forget the when and whereA claustrophobic proximityAdds to the instant complexityAs we fight over dinnertimeAnd what exactly rhymesWith the thoughts of gratitudeAs … Continue reading
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Tagged Best Able, Celebrate, Claustrophobic Proximity, Contemplation, Dead, Dinnertime, Eat, Even Better, Family, Fan, Fare, Feast, Fight, Fires Build, Fuss, Glory, Good As It Gets, Grand, Gratitude, Hold Dear, Instant Complexity, Leave A Mark, Lost, Meat, No Doubt, Poetry and Poems, Polarity, Really Matter, Rhymes, Right Attitnude, Rituals Matter, Shatter, Should Be Near, Silverware, Stolen Land, Story, Table, Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving Together, This Land, Thoughts, Turkey, Vegan, When and Where, Wonder
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Thought For the Day: There Is Something In the Nature of Tea That Leads Us Into A World of Quiet Contemplation of Life
“There is something in the nature of tea that leads us into a world of quiet contemplation of life.” – Lin Yutang
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Tagged Contemplation, Lin Yutang, Nature, Tea, Thought For the Day, World
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Rodin’s Artistry
Rodin’s Artistryby Michael DoyleSome pursue the fine arts for immortalityThat makes a degree of sense thoroughlyAfter all, you start with a marble blockBut see what you will transform from rockLike water, the shape begins to conformThe chisel drips patiently to … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Appetite, Artist's Heart, Artistry, Atone, Behind, Better Days, Bronze, Chisel, Complication, Conform, Contemplation, Creativity, Depth, Deserved, Drip By Drip, Feeling Right, Fine Arts, Finish, Fool, Genuine Spark, God's Home, Guided Hand, Immortality, Just So, Knowledge, Marble Block, Movement Observed, Nature, Plaster, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Precision, Reality, Reflection, Rock, Rodin, Sculptor, See and Know, Sense, Shape, Start, Stone, Terra-Cotta, The Artist, Thinker's Mind, Tortured Heart, Transform, Truth, Vision, Water, Words
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Backstory
Backstoryby Michael DoyleIn the Christian communityThere are blessings in our familyIt’s a provident bit of spiritual wealthThat keeps us in godly healthAttending to our lives through celebrationThat holds the Trinity in fascinationAs we live our lives in the walkKeeping in … Continue reading
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Tagged Adversary, Backstory, Blessings, Bump, Celebration, Children of God, Christian Community, Contemplation, Eternity, Family, Fascination, Godly, Hell, Lives, Poetry and Poems, Ransom Paid, Reason, Redemption, Season, Simple, Spiritual Wealth, Struggle, Trembe, Trinity, Unfold
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In the Quiet
In the Quiet by Michael DoyleIn the late hours, with others asleepI find my contemplation runs deepAnd I get my best moments quietly doneIt’s sometimes best without anyoneIt’s not to be impatient or rudeWhen I speak on how others intrudeOn … Continue reading
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Tagged Actions, Anxiety, Asleep, Best, Best Moments, Complex, Complexity, Connection, Contemplation, Depression, Deviation, Direction, Dissection, Gratitude, Impatient, In the Quiet, Interpret, Introvert, Intrude, Late Hours, Life, Poetry and Poems, Profound Isolation, Relief, Rude, Satisfaction, Social Interactions, Solitude, Subject, Thoughts, Uninterrupted Times
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Joyful Contemplation
Joyful Contemplationby Michael DoyleLooking back on times I’ve hadI rejoice and find myself gladI’m certain of things I believeAnd I stand ready to receiveKnowing that God is wise and strongAnd I am often weak and often wrongI bless God’s name … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Certain, Contemplation, Days, Embrace, Glad, God, God's Name, Holy S;piirt, Joy, Joyful, Know, Looking Back, Mortal Limits, Place, Poetry and Poems, Power, Praise, Receive, Rejoice, The Lord, Times, Weak and Often Wrong, Wise and Strong
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An Enduring Contemplation of Pain
An Enduring Contemplation of Painby Michael Doyle The things endured on that Day of PainWould drive most of us beyond insane360 strikes with a nail-ended whipWould be enough to make anyone lose grip Next the crucifixion with its degradationWas a … Continue reading
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Tagged 360 Strikes, Asphyxiation, Atonement, Beyond Belief, Christianity, Comfort, Contemplation, Crucifixion, Day of Pain, Degradation, Done, Endure, Essence, Evident, Explain, Faith, Friends, God, Grip, Hope, Insane, Isolation, Jesus, Mortal Sins, Nail-Ended Whip, Openly Express, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Presence, Problems, Son, Sorrow, Suffer, Suffering, Understand, Verse, Worse
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To Our Feet
To Our Feetby Michael DoyleWe stand to our feetHanding Satan his defeatSinging our redemptionRising up in contemplationAs we think of our freedomHere in the Lord’s kingdomWe find the Lord in praiseSinging throughout our daysWe have defeated the graveThrough the power … Continue reading
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Tagged Belong, Christian Faith, Christian Friends, Contemplation, Days, Defeat, Embrace, Ends, Feet, Freedom, God's Love, Grave, Holy Song, Home, Joy, Lord's Kingdom, Poetry and Poems, Power, Praise, Redemption, Rightful Place, Rise Up, Satan, Saves, Sing, Stand, Think
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Ever True
Ever Trueby Michael DoyleChasing the stars to see where they leadDreaming the dreams needed to take seedAnd grow into what it’s meant to meanThe moves to be made are yet to be seenWith a turn of the page come the … Continue reading
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Tagged Chasing the Stars, Chilled, Close, Connection, Contemplation, Days, Direction, Dream, Embrace, Ever True, Feeling, Forever, Harbor, Home, Keep Love Alive, Knowing Heart, Lead, Life's Temptations, Love, Made, Mean, Moves, Old School, Passions, Play, Poetry and Poems, Rules, Safe, Seed, Seen, Should, Soul-Felt, Spak, Spend, Survive, Trace, Turn of the Page, Understood, Vibes, Wait
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The Original Wild Child
The Original Wild Childby Michael DoyleOver pizza. we swung from vine to vineThese laughing daughters making the timeTo watch a remake of Tarzan this Saturday nightEach smile a moonbeam of their father’s delightWe talk as we watch Africa’s original feral … Continue reading
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Tagged Act, Africa, Argumentation, Behind, Best, Brave, Burroughs, Change, Cheer, Circle, Complicated, Contemplation, Contemptuous, Creativity, Details, Director, Drama, Endless, Expression, Father's Deligh, Father's Delight, Fear, Feral Child, Fierce, Filed, Friendless, Glory, Guard, Heard, Lack of Dignity, Laughing Daughters, Leave, Liberty, Memories, Moonbeam, Nickname, No Matter How Right, Notes, Original, Peace of Mind, Pizza, Poetry and Poems, Reasoning, Regard, Remake, Rules of Civilization, Saturday Night, Slight, Smile, Society, Society's Lions, Story, Tale, Tarzan, The Wild, Thought, Time, Vine To Vine, Waste, Well, Wild Child, Youngest
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