Tag Archives: Human Being

In the Stillness of Night

In the Stillness of Nightby Michael DoyleThings don’t always go as plannedSnows have stormed, and we’re undermanned.But the stars still twinkled on a silent night,And somehow, that makes everything alright.God knows how to play accidents out.All of time’s moments are … Continue reading

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I Am More Than

I Am More Thanby Michael DoyleSomewhere beneath the scratches and dust Is the man who has survived life’s bust.Though sometimes coiled up and hissing,I am well aware of the things I’m missing.I am more than this collection of bones.I know … Continue reading

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The Accidents of Love

The Accidents of Loveby Michael DoyleLife is short and fleeting.It leads to accidental meetings,Some that can be meaningful in strideIf we do our best not to hideThe willingness to try To say hello or smile in reply.It turns out strangers … Continue reading

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My Final Victory Won

My Final Victory Wonby Michael DoyleMy soul has no place to hideAs I face the night and rideRolling away that stoneWherever I am, I’m not aloneBurning ashes spread with the windBlown hot until the endPraying that things turn aroundMy feet … Continue reading

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Discerning the Consequences

Discerning the Consequencesby Michael DoyleStanding up steady to be presentWe’re fully ready to representAs we adjust our attitudesUntil we are ready with our gratitudeRising up in confidenceWe rely on the ways of providenceAs we stumble toward getting rightWe need this … Continue reading

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Facing Death Boldly

Facing Death Boldlyby Michael DoyleFacing death is one thingWatching the death of your menThat hurts more than anythingIt burns like the second mortal sinCold and hungry in the nightA target was seen in every lightYou never forget the death seenIt … Continue reading

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A Broken Family Finds Healing

A Broken Family Finds Healingby Michael DoyleEmotions are relational in graceAs we love others in our embraceWe’re all dysfunctional as we striveIn God’s family, we will surviveEnriched by the joy that we shareIn every moment that we show we careLiturgical … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Only Other Place Comparable To These Marvelous Nether Regions, Must Surely Be Naked Space Itself, Out Far Beyond Atmosphere

“(T)he only other place comparable to these marvelous nether regions, must surely be naked space itself, out far beyond atmosphere, between the stars, where sunlight has no grip upon the dust and rubbish of planetary air, where the blackness of … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: To Be Nobody But Myself – In A World Which Is Doing Its Best, Night and Day, To Make You Everybody Else – Means to Fight the Hardest Battle Which Any Human Being Can Fight, and Never Stop

“To be nobody but myself — in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else — means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting. “– … Continue reading

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Outbursts of Truth

Outbursts of Truthby Michael DoyleAll my repeated outbursts of truthHave gotten me in trouble since my youthFor you see, truth can destroy the worldsEven the worlds ruled by fallen godsWho each have sought, by meteors hurled, To increase their own … Continue reading

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