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Sandhill Cranes Revisited

Sandhill Cranes Revisitedby Michael DoyleEvery year Sometimes twice a yearWe would make our pilgrimage Off to Jasper PulaskiTens of thousands of cranes Filled the airZoning in on their nesting groundsZig-zag patterns as grouping Crossed by grouping Into what looks like … Continue reading

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Above the Earth, Heaven Reigns

Above the Earth, Heaven Reignsby Michael DoyleAbove the earth, Heaven reignsNone of our efforts are in vainGod is with us in all our daysPresent for us always, in all waysWe would be nowhere without His lovePouring down from the Heavens … Continue reading

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Played On and On

Played On and Onby Michael Doyle I always wonderedWhat tomorrow would bringAs I charged aheadDoing my best at everything And though I’ve made big mistakesI did my best at everythingFingers bled into these heartachesListening to the others sing Please don’t … Continue reading

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First Principles: Take Care, Lest You Forget the Lord Your God By Not Keeping His Commandments and His Rules and His Statutes, Which I Command You Today

“Take care lest you forget the Lord your God by not keeping his commandments and his rules and his statutes, which I command you today.” – Deuteronomy 8: 11

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It’s Natural

It’s Naturalby Michael DoyleIt is as natural to dieAs it is to be bornThere is no point in asking whyNor is there to mournThe only reason we existIs not to serve in some questBut to know, after we no longer … Continue reading

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Finding A Seat At the Table

Finding A Seat At the Tableby Michael DoyleFinding a seat at the tableSuch as it is and the best we’re ableBegins with a story of circumstanceIn which every effort acts to enhanceThe dreams that come in planting treesThe roots of … Continue reading

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Dropping the Label

Dropping the Labelby Michael DoyleIn every moment, any given momentCan become the truth of a holy momentGod is with us wherever we areWhether in a building or under starsLife may not be fair, but God is faithfulBringing to our lives … Continue reading

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For Sierra At Age Thirteen

For Sierra At Age Thirteenby Michael DoyleIt seems only yesterdayThat you were a tweenAnd now my youngest princessIs aged perfectly to thirteenThere’s not a single dayThat I will ever forgetThe moments that have passedNor will I ever in any way … Continue reading

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Among the First Casualties

Among the First Casualtiesby Michael DoyleAmong the first casualties of warIs the promise that love will live onAnd if something goes wrong, lovers will love moreThe white heat of passion burns until it’s goneA touch, a line, a singular traceA … 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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