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Thought For the Day: The Souls of Emperors and Cobblers Are Cast In the Same Mold. The Same Reason That Makes Us Wrangle With A Neighbor Creates A War Between Princes

“The souls of emperors and cobblers are cast in the same mold. The same reason that makes us wrangle with a neighbor creates a war between princes.” – Michel de Montaigne, essayist (28 Feb 1533-1592)

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We Are Who We Are

We Are Who We Areby Michael DoyleWe are who we areNot from our ancestorsBut because of who we cultivateAs our souls travel among the starsScratched and scrapped in our courageSearching for hope we might encourageTo remove the malignant tumorThat spreads … Continue reading

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Living At Our Recall

Living At Our Recallby Michael DoyleAll around the world of praiseThe hands of glory lift and raiseSouls filled with challenges metHave no time or need for regretServing our part in the gloryDoing our best to live by the storyIn looking … Continue reading

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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?

Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading

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Looking For Words

Looking For Wordsby Michael DoyleI see you looking for wordsBut more than the wordsYou want to read the actionsThat bleed like a rose with satisfactionMaking a difference, plain to seeTo live, love, and dream is to beOne with this universal … Continue reading

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Land Hold

Land Holdby Michael DoyleThe land holds its historyThe heart has its mysteryHeld generations in a familyIt’s the passing of love steadilyFrom generation to generationThe way of society’s inclinationAs we simply pass it onResisting that it ever be tornBut kept instead … Continue reading

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Nihilistic Stumble Grumble

Nihilistic Stumble Grumbleby Michael DoyleLife in all its historiesIs filled with a million mysteriesThings that might have gone betterWritten and unwritten, letter by letterWe find ourselves filling up the holesTrying to bring comfort to our soulsStepping in an avalanche pulling … Continue reading

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Blown Smoke

Blown Smokeby Michael DoyleBlown smoke seen through a windowThe feel of doubt, imprinted on her shadowThe detective watches the young widowLooking for clues, he might recognize and knowHe thinks back on days of reverieThat are no longer more than memoryShivering … Continue reading

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As If Nothing Else Matters

As If Nothing Else Mattersby Michael DoyleHow do you protect Russian speakersBy bombing them into oblivion?Mix up that experiment in your beakerYou say you’re doing this as a guardian?Returning to the homeland of the RusWhile treating the natives as if … Continue reading

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Planting Churches

Planting Churchesby Michael DoyleAs we look around on these troubled daysWe’re living through chaosIn a million different waysWe’re wishing for the innocenceWe once knew in times beforeWhen godly people lived as in in His presenceNow it seems life moves in … Continue reading

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