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No Limits, Only Hope

No Limits, Only Hopeby Michael DoyleAs a child looking for a telescopeI saw no real limits, only new hope.I’d dream of the planets spinning,Each of them offering new beginnings.There, in every new world to be found,Is something that makes my … Continue reading

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It’s There In A Song Somewhere

It’s There In A Song Somewhereby Michael DoyleYou can find it in the record-spinning roundThere in the melody is where it is foundListen carefully to the words of the songYou’ll find the truth of our love where it belongsWhere this … Continue reading

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First Principles: The Bravest Are Surely Those Who Have the Clearest Vision of What Is Before Them, Glory and Danger Alike, and Yet Notwithstanding, Go Out To Meet It

“The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding, go out to meet it.” – Thucydides

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Two-Way Street

Two-Way Streetby Michael DoyleI don’t have the words to sayAll the things that I must sayI silently sit here, and I prayI will somehow make my wayTo my shepherd, I will singThe holiest of holies, He is my kingYou know … Continue reading

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With An Idea In View

With An Idea In Viewby Michael DoyleWith an idea in viewI wished for a dream come trueAnd hope replaced my heartacheThat came from my last mistakeTrying my best to figure it outTaking my best shot at what it’s aboutFinding it … Continue reading

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In This Love’s Connection

In This Love’s Connectionby Michael DoyleWhat’s it going to be likeThe moment that we touchWhen the electricity reveals usWill it be too muchWhen you think of meWill I feel it in my soulWe know that it’s supposed to beAs my … Continue reading

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Deep End Moments

Deep End Momentsby Michael DoyleThe deep end of the dating sceneIt can be or seem extremely shallowThat is, if you know what I meanIt’s, at best, the higher love’s shadowCan true love come without face-to-face?Or is that hoping for a … Continue reading

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Mountain of Consequence

Mountain of Consequenceby Michael DoyleThere are legends of lost treasureThat goes deep and beyond known measureThe locks that must be brokenAs the stories are told, quietly spokenMankind’s greed leads to deathAn old man mumbles under breathWhile the bringer of life … Continue reading

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Love Lives On

Love Lives Onby Michael DoyleDriving around the middle of the nationTrying to stimulate my daughters’ imaginationsAnd love for seeing the beauty of this nationLike their grandmother would have; if the situationHad somehow allowed this to followIf she had thrived; but … Continue reading

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A Morning’s Meditation

A Morning’s Meditationby Michael Doyle As in the beginning it is nowAs it will ever be yet somehowThough dead in sense from sinIf Christ is in us, we are born again Through the spirit living in eachWe are risen again … Continue reading

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