Tag Archives: Learn

Healing Scars Into Stars

Healing Scars Into Starsby Michael DoyleWe can beat ourselves up in the void,In all the shame we try to avoid. Waltzing through interconnecting rooms of shameThis is where we learned to wear our blame.We tell ourselves that we’re different,Acting humble … Continue reading

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It’s In the Timing

It’s In the Timingby Michael DoyleLike the words of a good and holy song,The melody and the beat come on strong.The Kingdom of God is like a planted field,Filled with good seed for expected yield. The enemy is sneakier at … Continue reading

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Whispered Words

Whispered Wordsby Michael DoyleYour whispered words,I questioned why.When I listened closely,They sounded like goodbye.You hardly had time to live,Let alone time to die.At your graveside,All I could do was wonder why.In my eyes,You had been such a beautiful child.I say … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Maybe It’s Not Too Late To Learn How To Love and Forget How To Hate

“Maybe it’s not too late to learn how to love and forget how to hate.” – Ozzy Osbourne

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Where We Might Fit

Where We Might Fitby Michael DoyleWherever we go,However, we might grow,It’s in our soulsLight is accentuated by shadow.The universe invites us to explore,To reach out to find something more.In this, we find an explanation,And sometimes, we happen on new civilizations.Among … Continue reading

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First Principles: If Your Actions Inspire Others To Dream More, Learn More, Do More and Become More, You Are A Leader

“If your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, you are a leader” – John Quincy Adams

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Hollow Words and Climbing Trees

Hollow Words and Climbing Treesby Michael DoyleHanging out on an oak limb Beneath the canopy’s shadow,The moves we made brought us safety.Empty words ring kind of hollow.Left on their own, kids flourish.It’s the way we allow them to nourishThe decision-making … Continue reading

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Through Songs and Deeds

Through Songs and Deedsby Michael DoyleThe Empirical Arbitrator is who decides.The rest of us are along for the ride.Whatever happens, happens as it does.Past or present, it is as it never ever was.Our revelations are preordained, However easy or however … Continue reading

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The Truth About Power

The Truth About Powerby Michael DoyleThe edges of rationality tatterWhile the People determine what matters.If there is one thing needed to learned,It’s the limits of power properly discerned.When a jaded politician wants to steal the hour,Maybe it’s best to show … Continue reading

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The Riddle of the Sands

The Riddle of the Sandsby Michael DoyleWith my mind’s last breathI felt myself melt into my death.Reality faded into flowery dimensions,None of which flows with great precision.But the sounds inside were already goneBefore I realized what it was to go … Continue reading

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