Tag Archives: Heartbreaks

At the End of Life

At the End of Lifeby Michael DoyleAt the end of life’s pathAs a matter of the simplest mathA good man wishes he has ledHis children to right thoughts in their headsAt the end of life’s dreamsFilled with love bursting at … Continue reading

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One-To-One Hearted

One-To-One Heartedby Michael DoyleThere best belongs to be foundIn the miss that comes aroundWhere nothing becomes the somethingThat brings the best of everythingSo often we walk feeling perplexedUnsure of how it all connectsBut if we listen really hardOur dreams show … 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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Nihilistic Stumble Grumble

Nihilistic Stumble Grumbleby Michael DoyleLife in all its historiesIs filled with a million mysteriesThings that might have gone betterWritten and unwritten, letter by letterWe find ourselves filling up the holesTrying to bring comfort to our soulsStepping in an avalanche pulling … Continue reading

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The Geometry of Divine Form

The Geometry of Divine Formby Michael DoyleEveryone it seems makes their mistakesBut is is the what we do with the heartbreaksThat makes all of the most meaningful differenceA life well lived holds this with reverenceSuch is the same even of … Continue reading

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How Many Wrong Turns

How Many Wrong Turnsby Michael DoyleHow many wrong turnsCan we believers takeBefore each of us learnsThe truth beyond our heartbreaksThat God’s word can stabilizeWhen all around us starts to crumbleUntil, that is, we realizeThe necessity of keeping humbleIn this nation, … Continue reading

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Ode To A Low Key God of Mischief

Ode To A Low Key God of Mischiefby Michael DoyleSinister plans thicken the plotAllusions to brutality are too often soughtThere in the hinterland outside of timeIn a spit shot that feels less than sublimeAbsorbing the heart of stars outshinedInto the … Continue reading

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God Revealed In the Smallest Details

God Revealed In the Smallest Detailsby Michael DoyleThe eyes might be the windows of the soulBut it’s the little things that elude controlWhere through the lenses of macrophotographyWe become consumed with our use of technologyIt all opens up a new … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: It Was Books That Taught Me That the Things That Tormented Me Were the Very Things That Connected Me

“You think your pains and heartbreaks are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me were the very things that connected me with all the … Continue reading

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Daily Prompt – Handicap

It might well be said That decisions made Inside my head Exist with a shade Of handicap from the past All the die cast Offer percentages Considered hinderances I have not forgotten All the things begotten From your temperament And … Continue reading

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