Tag Archives: Life

Questioning the Process

Questioning the Processby Michael DoyleIn and out of our lives, we hearThose thoughts around us that persevere.Pushing and prodding us with possibility,And we gravitate toward what has plausibility.There are no promises, only process.We take our nibbles here and there to … Continue reading

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Until It Unfolds

Until It Unfoldsby Michael DoyleLife’s biggest projectsAre a lot to figure out.Life success, not reject.Even the best life has doubt.Because of this or despite this,We don’t want to have a miss.So we find ourselves pressing onUntil all our tomorrows are … Continue reading

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Let Love Forever Echo

Let Love Forever Echoby Michael DoyleLet love forever echoEvery moment’s helloSpoken by Jesus’s nameWithin the holy picture frame.Life is known like a fire,Filled with arguable desire.To walk in His power,Reborn with every passing hour.He brings this joy we’re feeling,As I … Continue reading

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Sudden Thunderstorm

Sudden Thunderstormby Michael DoyleWhen I left to go hike, the skies were clear.I just wanted God and nature’s path to be near.Besides missing my daughters, my world had no care.It turned out that this illusion was its own snare.Having hiked … Continue reading

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Memory’s Connection

Memory’s Connectionby Michael DoyleMemory goes beyond mere collection.Below the skin is the synaptic connection.Life is weathered by the sun and the rain,Until there is no awareness left in the brain.Dementia is nature’s worst solitude,Alone in the night where emptiness intrudes.Alzheimer’s … Continue reading

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Hard In the Stumble

Hard In the Stumbleby Michael DoyleIt seems we are all morally inarticulate.It was nothing that I thought to anticipate.I’m holding on to constellations that won’t speak,No matter how much stardust begins to leak.American depression has become today’s obsession.Drugs, alcohol, and … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Three Grand Essentials To Happiness In This Life Are Something To Do, Something To Love, and Something To Hope For

“Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.” -Joseph Addison, writer (1 May 1672-1719)

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Triumphant Circumstance

Triumphant Circumstanceby Michael DoyleI stand triumphant in my dedicationTo the belief in God as a cause for celebration.Death has, indeed, lost its unholy sting.In words of praise, I will continue to sing.The first Adam brought us sin’s death.Christ, as new … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Two Most Important Days In Your Life Are the Day You Are Born and the Day You Find Out Why

“The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why..” – Mark Twain

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Contamination of Life and Thought

Contamination of Life and Thoughtby Michael DoyleAs a small child, often alone, I usually readThe kinds of books that put thoughts in my head.About lives well lived in their grand nobility,These were filled with love and remarkable purity.To be fair, … Continue reading

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