Tag Archives: Soul

Midnight Reflections

Midnight Reflectionsby Michael DoyleSending I love you echoes across the canyon wallInto the frigid air of this late fallThinking to myself that you were once so nearNow gasping at the thought that you might disappearThe distance is no further than … Continue reading

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None of This Matters

None of This Mattersby Michael DoyleNone of this mattersBecause none of this is realCloaked in our tattersIt’s just another day in HellGod’s given insightInto the battles we must fightScattered in the ashes of the nightWe somehow hold onto the lightThe … Continue reading

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Imaginary Friend

Imaginary Friendby Michael DoyleIn the eternal sense of voiceThat I believed was a choiceA deviance disguised as free willIs but an illusion and was never realI made up my imaginary friendThat one on whom I could dependTelling myself faith was … Continue reading

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Between Sleep and Awake

Between Asleep and Awakeby Michael DoyleBetween asleep and awakeIs the recounting ofEvery single mistakeSome deeper than othersSome of hate, some of loveAll of which are heartbreakThey sent me to fight in warI went out a well-trained beastAnd yet somehow I … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Few Are the Giants of the Soul Who Actually Feel That the Human Race Is Their Family Circle

“Few are the giants of the soul who actually feel that the human race is their family circle.” -Freya Stark, explorer and writer (1893-1993)

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Thought For the Day: Liberty Is the Soul’s Right To Breathe

“Liberty is the soul’s right to breathe and, when it cannot take a long breath, laws are girdled too tight.” – Rev. Henry Ward Beecher (1813-1887)

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Before the Darkness

Before the Darknessby Michael DoyleBefore the darknessThere was lightAnd with that divisionBecame the nightLegends have it As legends willThat the evil oneIs necessary to the taleBleak is the seasonIn which we search for answersIt is the soul’s own treasonWhen fear … Continue reading

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Overcoming the Flesh

Overcoming the Fleshby Michael DoyleHow then do we find our wayThroughout our present and everydayWhat then will bring us to joyThan in a buoyancy we can employIt is to live as if fully persuadedTo live the Christian life not evadedBut … Continue reading

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Ways of the Flesh

Ways of the Fleshby Michael DoyleThere is nothing wrong with desire under subjugationHealthy appetites are not cursed with God’s rejectionIt is when these things spiral out of all controlThat these become harmful and damaging to the soulAs to superstitious sins … Continue reading

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With A Kiss To the Heart

With A Kiss To the Heartby Michael DoyleWith a kiss to the heartMy love woke with a startThinking on the words saidAnd waking parts thought deadSpeaking ’til early mornMy soul became a smile wornUntil it reaches my faceFinding what it … Continue reading

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