Tag Archives: Despite

Despite the Challenges

Despite the Challengesby Michael DoyleWhat has happened and is doneIn the name of the Holy SonIs our salvation doneIt is the tale of three in one.Stepping foot into Heaven,I know that I am forgiven.Worshipping, as I believe,His grace is what … Continue reading

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Until It Unfolds

Until It Unfoldsby Michael DoyleLife’s biggest projectsAre a lot to figure out.Life success, not reject.Even the best life has doubt.Because of this or despite this,We don’t want to have a miss.So we find ourselves pressing onUntil all our tomorrows are … Continue reading

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From High To Low

From High To Lowby Michael DoyleToo many people believe in the nicheAnd from there won’t budge an inch.Truth? It pays to know about everythingBecause then, you can choose what to bringTo the party of life’s extremes.From this, you can learn … Continue reading

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Bumping Up Against

Bumping Up Againstby Michael DoyleBumping up against the edgesToes reaching out over the ledgesThe quest is given up for the idealAs we learn to settle for the realThe higher grounds are out of boundsAs we seek to find further soundsThat … Continue reading

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One True Love

One True Loveby Michael DoyleIn understanding your painIt makes it quite plainYou are all that means anything to meThe worthy answer to my questions for meYou fill up my mindLike nothing else I findThese are the secrets we revealFeeling like … Continue reading

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Happy Death Day!

Happy Death Day!by Michael DoyleSplitting hangover starts the dayAgain and again in instant replayYou’re certain you have been here beforeFrom what’s seen, you don’t need thinking any moreDespite appearances, you won’t feel better tomorrowYour two choices are either fear or … Continue reading

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A Life Lived Publicly

A Life Lived Publiclyby Michael DoyleWe walk through life brisklyThinking thoughts ironicallyAbout a life lived publiclyWhen it cannot be lived privatelyThere are eyes most everywhereAs the cameras blink and others stareIt only works if we live comfortablyWith the feeling we’re … Continue reading

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Little Rocket

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Rocketby Michael DoyleTwinkle, TwinkleLittle RocketTruth be toldAnd we must talk itUp above the world somewhereWhere you are we know not whereBut worse is that we do not understandJust precisely where you will landI hear that we will … Continue reading

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Be Your Own Hero

Be Your Own Heroby Michael DoyleIncurable as a dreaming heroStubborn as a seeming zeroWe play our parts in masqueradeEach day lived within its charadeHiding ourselves behind the music we playCaught up in front of screens all dayBecause we cannot be … Continue reading

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Stuck With the Blahs

Talking to a friend who was feeling in a rut and then the same theme showed up in a song and then a show.  From this came two things.  First wow.. if you don’t like what you’re doing or how … Continue reading

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