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In the Solitude of Darkness

In the Solitude of Darknessby Michael DoyleTo the degree that I do not fearI am powerful enough to persevereI say this with a heavy-hearted sighAs my soul fixes its intellectual eyeThe love and rage that exists inside meHave become the … Continue reading

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Walking In A Mystery

Walking In A Mysteryby Michael DoyleThe preacher, in his way of reachingHas spent his time preachingThe fullness of God’s holy wordBounces in letters that have become blurredIn all of God’s glorious mysteryWe’ve heard history and prophecyJoined together as God’s legacyThe … Continue reading

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Love Is A Choice

Love Is A Choiceby Michael DoyleSometimes I silently look at youIn awe and wonder at all you doAnd I know, it’s true what some sayI fall deeper for you with each dayFor the good and bad of this voiceI know … Continue reading

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The Gift of Darkness

The Gift of Darknessby Michael DoyleLifeGave me the gift of darknessStrifeIn a world filled with harshnessIt was a gift Though it took years to understandThoughts shiftAs you travel the years and the landDarkness Is as important as lightIt takes harshnessTo … Continue reading

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In the Heat of August

In the Heat of Augustby Michael DoyleRising temperatures affect the moodWith noisy insects seeming to intrudeSome live to complain line after lineBut I think instead, I’ll make August mineEven a poet or two finds it a povertyThat they cannot enjoy … Continue reading

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I Stand Justified

I Stand Justifiedby Michael DoyleGod’s grace rewrote my storyTo be touched by His gloryBy grace, I will testifyAbout the God that I deifyGreater things have yet to comeAs we join linked to His kingdomAll that good that I can conceiveBecomes … Continue reading

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How Much Law Is Enough Law?

How Much Law Is Enough Law?by Michael DoyleIt is no secret that laws weren’t to be numerousNor were our laws meant to be written as voluminous Every one of our Founding Fathers made that clearWhen they said as much and … Continue reading

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In Beginning To Chill Hostility

In Beginning To Chill Hostilityby Michael DoyleIn truth, Christ came to save us allBringing us peace, as we might recallChrist has already graced us as He’s doneIn the name of the Father, the Spirit, and the SonIn this world, hanging … Continue reading

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Road Trips With My Daughters 2024

Road Trips With My Daughters 2024by Michael DoyleThere’s a sort of magic I learned as I grewThat traveling with children reveals anewThe wonders and enchantments there are to findAlong with the souvenirs that serve to remindOne of the places gone … Continue reading

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Standing In the Light

Standing In the Lightby Michael DoyleLet me share a secretThat’s hard to forgetThey say to write what you knowThis blank page only goes to showMaybe how little that isAnd how much I missIn a life that’s full motionBut often empty … Continue reading

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