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What Is To Be Will Be
What Is To Be Will Beby Michael DoyleAs the day of celebration approaches,My thoughts turn to the prayer that encroachesOn every other day and on all my ways.It is as important as Christmas Day.The Lord’s Prayer is, itself, a revolution.It … Continue reading
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Tagged Approach, Aspration, Attention, Beatitudes, Beleiver, Burning Bush, Celebation, Christmas Day, Day, Dread, Egypt, Embrace, Encroach, Family, Father, Focus, Freedom, God, God's Name, Heart, Hillside, Holy Father, Israelites, Jagged Hearts, Jesus, Kingdom, Label, Line, Moses, Narrow Place, Nile, Path, Phrase, Poetry and Poems, Poner, Pray, Prayer, Reach, Redeemer, Rescuer, Revolution, Right Attitude, Sacred Flame, Sermon on the Mount, Sinai, Slavery, Souls, Spiritual Evolution, Teaching, The Lord's Prayer, Thought, To BE, Unerstanding, Walk, Ways, What Is
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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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Tagged Ancient, Apples, Arcane, Belief, Breeze, Cared, Clarity, Control, Cross, Dare, Daughters, Deception, Defiance, Delivered, Destroy, Drown, Earth, Emotions, Erroneous, Errorss, Fallen Gods, Father, Feet, Fly, Free, God, Grace, Greatest Artisst, Hair, Heads High, Hearts, Held Down, Hell, Holdfast, Human Being, Intolerance, Inventory, Know, Life, Line, Lose, Loss, Matter of Preception, Mature, Meteors, Moment, Mortal, Mortal Man, Natural Ways, Natured, Ocean, Odss, Outbursts, Pagan Gods, Path, Peace, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Potions, Practice, Punish, Questions, Reality, Repentance, Rise Above, Ruled, Share, Sincereity, Slim Odds, Slink, Sought, Soul, Spent My Time, Strife, Sublime, Submit, Sunflowers, Sweet, Teach, Time and Again, Trickery, Trouble, True Love, Truth, Voice, Whsper, Wonder, Worlds, Youth
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Thought For the Day: Live and Let Live and Remember This Line: Your Bus’ness Is Your Bus’ness and My Bus’ness Is Mine
“Live and let live, be and let be, / Hear and let hear, see and let see, / Sing and let sing, dance and let dance. … Live and let live and remember this line: / ‘Your bus’ness is your … Continue reading
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Tagged Cole Porter, Let Live, Line, Live, Mine, Remember, Thought For the Day, Your Bus'ness
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A Servant’s Heart
A Servant’s Heartby Michael DoyleJesus came to walk with us in humilityDoing this, He put on the ways of humanityMaking habit of our most common waysTo speak to us, being present in our daysHis ways are the best for keeping … Continue reading
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Tagged Attention, Behalf, Belief, Blessings, Close, Comission, Common Ways, Condescion, Confess, Contemplation, Content, Daily, Daily Presence, Days, Death, Divinity, Embrace, Essence, Every Tongue, Fear and Insesurity, Fingers, God, Habit, Harmony, Humanity, Humility, Ignore, Increase, Intention, Jesus, Line, Manger, Miracles, Observe, Poetry and Poems, Prayers Unceasing, Pushing Back, Realize, Rearrange, Redemption, Relationship, Resurrection, Sand, Savior, Servant's Heart, Soul Shine, Speak, Spiritual, Stoop, Submission, Superior Position, Unity, Universe, Vital Connection, Worship
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Thought For the Day: Dreams Heed No Borders, the Eyes Need No Visas. With Eyes Shut I Walk Across the Line In Time. All the Time.
“Dreams heed no borders, the eyes need no visas. With eyes shut I walk across the line in time. All the time.” – Gulzar, poet, lyricist, and film director (b. 18 Aug 1934)
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Tagged Borders, Dreams, Eyes, Gulzar, Line, Thought For the Day, Time, Visas, Walk
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God’s Path
God’s Pathby Michael DoyleGod’s path is one of crystalline clarityMaking easy the hard life lived in sincerityBefore we follow, we much count the costFinding our Way forward from being lostLiving then this life of giving takes priorityThinking out strategically in … Continue reading
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Tagged Clarity, Cost, Divine, Doubt, Faith, First Fruits, Follow, Forward, Glory, God First, God's Path, Grateful, Hard Life, Line, Living, Lost, Natural, Open Eyes, Poetry and Poems, Priority, Rhythm of Life, Savior, Sincerity, Strive, Theology, Tithe, Vice
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Among the First Casualties
Among the First Casualtiesby Michael DoyleAmong the first casualties of warIs the promise that love will live onAnd if something goes wrong, lovers will love moreThe white heat of passion burns until it’s goneA touch, a line, a singular traceA … Continue reading
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Tagged Among, Borne, Broken Hearts, Burn, Comfort, Embrace, Fallen, Fear, First Casualties, Forget, Heart, Hide, Hope, Left Behind, Line, Linger, Lingering Memory, Live On, Love, Lovers, Mind, Mustache, Okay, Paassion, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Promise, Reflections, Regret, Scars, Stars, Touch, Trace, Void, War, White Heat, Wish, Wounded Heart, Wrong
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Birds Aren’t Real
Birds Aren’t Realby Michael DoyleSpoken with a sense of zealIs the thought, “Birds Aren’t Real”Youth joins together to upendA disturbing sort of the worse trendIn an age of misinformationGen Z links arms across the nationEngaged in a case of absurdismWith … Continue reading
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Tagged Absurdism, Admit, America, Banality, Birds, Birds Aren't Real, Charm, Collaboration, Conspiracy Theory, Construct, Cosplay, Diet, Drone, Engage, Enthusiasm, Fabricate, Falsity, Fiction, Friction, Frustration, Gateway, Gen Z, Good For the Soul, Growing Up, History, Improvement, Internet Age, Irreverence, Laugh, Line, Lunacy, Mad, Madness, McIndoe, Misniformation, Nation, Opportunity, Parody, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Process, Rabbit Holes, Rage, Real, Reddit, Remote Control, Sadness, Social Media, Social Mirror, Social Movement, Soul, Talk, Theory, Trend, Upend, Viewpoint, Walk, World, Youth, Zeal
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