Tag Archives: Reflection

Examining the Gifts of Love

Examining the Gifts of Loveby Michael DoyleGod’s love brings tears to our eyesOpened wide, we look, and we recognizeThat all we live comes from God’s loveAs we keep our hearts fixed on God aboveAgape love is the primary emphasisThat takes … Continue reading

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First Principles: If I Speak In the Tongues of Men Or of Angels, But Do Not Have Love, I Am Only A Resounding Gong or A Clanging Cymbal

“13 If I speak in the tongues[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have … Continue reading

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Truth of War

Truth of Warby Michael DoyleMost of the world’s problems start with warIt’s a noteworthy thing that it takes moreThen dreamy words offering a shallow victoryTo come out on the winning side of historyMany a fool has believed themselves betterWhen cooler … Continue reading

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On Which Life Depends

On Which Life Dependsby Michael DoyleWe play games aimed to pleaseAs we touch and you teaseShowing me your personal spacesAnd touching me with your tracesThese linger inside my mindYours is the touch that I’ve wanted to findI am in a … Continue reading

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Other Side of Hell

Other Side of Hellby Michael DoyleThis isn’t meant to discourageBut sometimes, true courageIs found on the other side of HellWhen your eyes have seen enough to dispelAny notion that peace can be foundThrough the taking of lives in warAnd when … Continue reading

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Seen In Communion

Seen In Communionby Michael DoyleA plate of breadAnd juice of grapeBrings life to be spreadLike its spiritual landscapeWe come together for communionAs part of God’s familyCelebrating in this reunionThe blessing that brings us unityForgiveness in Christ is sharedThrough the burden … Continue reading

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First Principles: I Love the Man That Can Smile In Trouble, That Can Gather Strength From Distress, and Grow Brave By Reflection

“I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. ‘Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, … Continue reading

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Bitter Truth Empty

Bitter Truth Emptyby Michael DoyleI come from the tribe of the dead soulSpirits lifted in the game of rock-n-rollThere is living yet to be doneIn the name of the father and the sonAnd yet, in the mirrored reflectionA sprawl spins … Continue reading

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Blank Verse

Blank Verseby Michael DoyleThe other day, I went to the libraryWith no intention to become contraryAnd picked up a famed anthologyOf poetry to see what it might teach meI’m sorry to say that it seems perverseWhen someone writes poetry in … Continue reading

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Da Vinci’s Glow

Da Vinci’s Glowby Michael DoyleIt is said that the Master of All TradesWas a miracle worker coming up all spadesHe said that every painting is visual poetryAnd all poetry is a masterpiece verballyWhat others glimpse, the artist learns to seeIn … Continue reading

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