Tag Archives: Moments

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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On Hunt For the Moments

On Hunt For the Momentsby Michael DoyleIn my life’s recent historyI have written tons of poetryIn happiness and in tormentI find myself on the hunt for momentsWith x-ray eyes for what is rightI approach the world in second sightFor the … Continue reading

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Wondering About My Errors

Wondering About My Errorsby Michael DoyleI have been looking in the mirrorRevisiting all my errorsI have been thinking about the pastAll the beliefs that didn’t lastThe Devil visits my mindShowing ruins that I left behindBurning bridges to yesterdayIt seems so … Continue reading

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Fiery Cinders

Fiery Cindersby Michael DoyleHourglass sands spell tales of brutalityWhispering that most pirates keep their humanityThat is until they can only no longer see fitWhich mostly comes down to the matter of profitIn these moments, and when it’s a Hell of … Continue reading

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Moments Like John Muir

Moments Like John Muirby Michael DoyleSometimes, the city’s too many facesIt makes me dream of faraway placesWhere my heart can fade into the nightTraces of beauty replace blinding lightTimes in the wilderness are best for meSometimes, it’s a matter of … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: It Is During Our Darkest Moments That We Must Focus To See the Light

“It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light.” – Aristotle

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Moments In Joe Rogan’s Mind

Moments From Joe Rogan’s Mindby Michael DoyleLife is the near-death experienceIn which you always stay aliveThe truth of this is felt by preferenceEven when uncertain that you’ll surviveThe backhand data feels a little missingBut no matter how, it feels a … Continue reading

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In His Name

In His Nameby Michael DoyleIn the name of JesusWe have found everythingIn seeking miraclesWe praise Jesus as we singIn all moments, help me to seeThe faith needed for victoryI ask for blessings and receiveThe increase needed and I believeBy the … Continue reading

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