Tag Archives: Moments

In the Stillness of Night

In the Stillness of Nightby Michael DoyleThings don’t always go as plannedSnows have stormed, and we’re undermanned.But the stars still twinkled on a silent night,And somehow, that makes everything alright.God knows how to play accidents out.All of time’s moments are … Continue reading

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It’s Not So Funny Now

It’s Not So Funny Nowby Michael DoyleIt seems like the truth behind so many stories.We had to dare the lightning to find the glories.Yesterday’s lessons, we thought would never end,These were the moments we really needed a friend.It’s really not … Continue reading

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Words Well Spent

Words Well-Spentby Michael DoyleDon’t wait until the endTo learn to live as a father and a friend.Now and then are the moments to seize.This lesson doesn’t come with fancy degrees.It begins and ends by saying I love you,And living each … Continue reading

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Syncopated Anticipation

Syncopated Anticipationby Michael DoyleThe music, any music, has its own flow,Leaving behind the day as we dance.We enjoy the moments as these flow,As if inside a fluid sense of trance.The audience is part of the show.The thunder roars across the … Continue reading

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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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Full of Moments

Full of Momentsby Michael DoyleLife is full of momentsOf “I can’t understand”.Maybe I don’t need toAs long as I’m holding your hand.There’s so muchThat I don’t know.From the mistakes that I’ve madeI’d guess it shows. I’ve made my peaceWith most … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Butterfly Counts Not Months But Moments, and Has Time Enough

“The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.” – Rabindranath Tagore

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Honored In My Praise

Honored In My Praiseby Michael DoyleFrom now until my deathI’ll praise God to my last breathWhether doubtful or in confidenceI’ll put my faith in providenceKnowing that God stays in controlHis is the hold on my soulThere is nothing to hideAs … Continue reading

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Silently Feeling

Silently Feelingby Michael Doyle In this world that shifts and shattersMiracles happen most when they don’t matterIt feels a bit like cosmic confusionBut it’s really just a humbling illusionAll these thoughts of constant intrusionCome in layers of complex conclusionsEven these … Continue reading

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I Thought Myself An Eagle

I Thought Myself An Eagleby Michael DoyleI thought myself an eagleAnd built me a nest in solitudeAbove where I could watch beautyAnd very few might intrudeThe disappointments I’ve knownHave dried up my springs of hopeI retreat to that comfort shownAnd … Continue reading

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