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Evil Does Not Truly Sleep

Evil Does Not Truly Sleepby Michael DoyleEvil does not truly sleepIt merely waitsOut there in the darkness deepGone unseen, it seals our fateOnly in the blessed is there restIn the secrets where it’s confessedThat hearts must find their healingBringing truth … Continue reading

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Waters of Life

Waters of Lifeby Michael DoyleNavigating the waters of lifeFrom dreams of others comes lateThe sacrifices are not in vainFor the dreams and nightmares on the mainTo open one’s eyes and seeThe rebirth needed for eternityDreaming of the endless nightThe one … Continue reading

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In the I-IV-VII

In the II IV VIIby Michael Doyle In the I IV VIII just might playMy way to blues heavenBut I wouldn’t want to really say. It’s just another moment in this dayTroubles found and troubles goneNo real matter to how … Continue reading

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The Power In God’s Name

The Power In God’s Nameby Michael DoyleWe believe in the sameThe power in God’s nameThough it feels impossibleWe know in God, all is capableMiracles out of nowhereThe final say of what is fairThe mover of the breakableFinds voice in the … Continue reading

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From Hosanna to Crucifixion

From Hosanna to Crucifixion (Palm Sunday 2022)by Michael DoyleIPassages in sermons find seed in our lifeSpeaking to us to create peace and take our strifeStilled hearts help us reach the truth to seePraying that we might commit to this way … Continue reading

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A Little Time To Kill

A Little Time To Killby Michael DoyleShe had a little time to killAmong other thingsHe had a need for a big game thrillAnd to find out what tomorrow bringsWith a single shot, she found whatShe was looking for and it … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Most Wonderful of All Things In Life, I Believe, Is the Discovery of Another Human Being With Whom One’s Relationship Has A Glowing Depth, Beauty, and Joy As the Years Increase

“The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one’s relationship has a glowing depth, beauty, and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human … Continue reading

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There Is A Dream

There Is A Dreamby Michael DoyleThere is a dreamInside our reflectionA silent sort of screamThat escapes the world’s detectionA world that no one else can seeIn an answer in search of questionsThat we won’t ask in possibilityA mirrored echo of … Continue reading

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To See the World Again

To See the World Againby Michael DoyleTo see the world through new eyesIt might help me to again realizeThe splendors too often taken for grantedBy those of us whose views are slantedLights like stars seem to aboundAs life loses its … Continue reading

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Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax

Dedicated To A Half Remembered Loraxby Michael DoyleHats off to Betty WhiteWho although not always rightDid voice for the Sneedville treesAnd against polluting factoriesThere’s something for the glitz that’s not forgotThe importance of trees over parking lotsBeauty there is to … Continue reading

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