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Tag Archives: Long Road
Benediction For A New Day
Benediction For A New Dayby Michael DoyleIf it isn’t too demandingMight we live in peace and understandingWith opened eyes might we seeThe path walked within divinityThe wooded trace is sacred groundWaiting for its holiness to be foundWith every step each … Continue reading
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Tagged Absent, Benediction, Better, Bring, Demanding, Divinity, Every Song, Every Step, Everything, Eyes, God, Grace, Gratitude, Holiness, Hope, Life, Live, Long Road, Love, Mercy, Mistakes, New Day, Nothing, Path, Peace and Understanding, Poetry and Poems, Remember, Sacred Ground, Sing, Soar, Spirits, Walk Together, Walked This Way Before, Wooded Trace
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Seasons Lived
Seasons Livedby Michael DoyleLife comes and goesDefined in seasonsIt has its reasonsAs our life sowsThat which we reapComes with joy that we’ll keepKeeping goodness as our laneHoping all the others try to do the sameStepping forward into the greatnessWe know … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Adversity, All Due Appreciation, Belong, Biblical Stewardship, Blind, Blind Spots, Broken Feels, Cause and Effect, Certainty, Comes and Goes, Conversation, Correction, Correctly, Days, Destination, Direct, Discipline, Divinity, Every Sesnse, Eyes, Familiarity, Family, Filters of Pain, Forward, Genuine Community, God, Goodness, Greatness, Heal, Heresy, History, Intentional Prayer, Joy, Keep, Last Days, Lies, Life, Limit, Live Right, Logical Song, Long Road, Looking Ahead, Love, Manage, Mankind, Measure, Open Eyes, Open Minds, Optimism, Poetry and Poems, Polarity, Pressure, Question, Reap, Reasons, Rebuke, Recognize, Relationally, Schism, Seasons, See, Serve, Sexuality, Sin, Social Institutions, Sow, Stand Firm, Strong, Study God, Theology, Truth, Unblemished, Victory, Ways, Worldly Ways
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A Thinking Plague
A Thinking Plagueby Michael DoylePeeped at through the window my mind’s eyeIt seems to philosophize is to learn to dieThere is to every life an adversary named deathOne that we must fight until our last breathFruitful in our play had … Continue reading
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Tagged Adversary, Analysis, Approach, Approximation, Brings, Composition, Conversation, Death, Destination, Detachment, Die, Dreams, Forgot, Hume, Last Breath, Life, Long Road, Meant, Measure, Middle Ground, Obfuscation, Paralysis, Parchment, Pen, Philosophy, Plague, Poetry and Poems, Quest, Reproach, Sinners and Saints, Society, Tale, Taught, Think, Thinking, Tomorrow, Treasure, Window
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