Love, Michael

    Friday, October 8, 2010, 7:11 PM [General]

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    The Greatest Love of All

    Wednesday, September 1, 2010, 7:02 PM [General]

    Sometimes when we look within ourselves
    We find treasure beyond our wildest imagination
    And before we know what we have found
    Before we find our gratitude to allow it to endure
    Before we find our humility to give it space to grow
    Before we find our understanding is precious and true
    Before we find our courage to have it forever
    Before we find our discovery is a beauty of no compare
    Before we find our realization of the greatest love of all

    It is gone.

    Sometimes when we look within ourselves
    We find treasure beyond our wildest imagination
    And before we know what we have found
    Before we realize our gratitude is what brought it to us
    Before we realize our humility is what cultivated it
    Before we realize our understanding is precious and true
    Before we realize our courage is forever fearless
    Before we realize our discovery is a beauty among beauties
    Before we know the greatest love of all

    It is gone.

    Sometimes when we look within ourselves
    We find treasure beyond our wildest imagination
    And before we know what we have found
    Before we know our own gratitude we must seek it, realize it
    Before we know our own humility we must seek it, realize it
    Before we know our own understanding we must seek it, realize it
    Before we know our own courage we must seek it, realize it
    Before we know our own beauty we must seek it, realize it
    Before we know the greatest love of all

    We must seek it and realize it

    Or it's gone.

    Sometimes when I look outside myself
    I find treasure beyond my wildest imagination
    And I know what I have found
    I know I have found gratitude in others
    I know I have found humility in others
    I know I have found understanding in others
    I know I have found courage in others
    I know I have discovered the wondrous beauty of others

    I know the greatest love of all

    Is the love I find within others
    Is the love I realize within others
    Is the love I know within others

    I know the greatest love of all

    Is the love I find within my own being
    Is the love I realize within my own being
    Is the love I know within my own being

    I know the greatest love of all

    Is the love that is never gone.

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    Leaving the Nest

    Tuesday, August 31, 2010, 9:24 AM [General]

    I.

    Vitruvian man
    Is missing two points
    The star is but five
    Where's the other two joints?

    Those who roll down the mountain
    Of inspiration and joy
    Don't seem to realize
    They've got things to deploy

    I'm sure they don't mean to
    It's part of their act
    Or should I remind them
    That part was redact

    So while fear does confound them
    Machinations delight
    I'll oil up my joints
    And learn to take flight

     

    II.

    There's a nest in a treehouse
    It's made by the birds
    It's filled to the brim
    With nothing but words

    There's safety and comfort
    And warmth all around
    But deep down inside
    The nest is off ground

    The birds do attest
    That the nest is the best
    But those who aren't fearful
    Put their faith to the test

    So they stand at the edge
    And they spread their wings wide
    They jump for the stars
    Through the air they do glide

    Round the circle they swoop
    Dodging this and that poop
    That those who eat words
    Fling about from their stoop

    It's the ones who find comfort
    In the worms in their rooks
    Who stand at the edge
    Giving pilots poop looks

    But for those who find courage
    To stand and achieve
    The nest is the crib
    Pure faith makes them leave

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    A Little Oar in the Ocean

    Saturday, August 28, 2010, 10:12 AM [General]

    Through the glass door
    You ran in a snit
    You slammed the door shut
    I had a great fit

    I knocked and you listened
    But you nailed the door closed
    So I slammed with my fist
    And it shattered the glows

    Then the fear overcame me
    And I stuffed it down tight
    But now it's brought out
    Turned to dust in the light

    If you're with me and listening
    And scared of what's new
    Just loosen the nails
    Then we'll learn what we'll do

    We can't tape it or fix it
    Or make it all right
    What we'll do when they come
    Is not put up a fight

    We'll just tell them what happened
    And take what we've done
    And let it burn up
    In the warmth of the sun

    There's a game that's found in Asia
    With a little white ball
    Set your sights on the sweet spot
    Then give it your all.

    It takes practice to paddle
    To hit the ball right
    But no one can do it
    If they feel the fright

    That's the one thing to remember
    If you're not sure what to do
    Clean the house 'til it's spotless
    Of the dust and the doo

    Now the ball has come to your end
    Of this table in the grail
    Hope you find what you've been seeking
    And believe the Word won't fail

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    Note to Mom

    Saturday, August 28, 2010, 2:46 AM [General]

    You’ve pushed and you’ve poked
    With your eye and your thread
    You’ve stitched to the point
    I’d be out of my head
    But there’s one thing I know
    That you’ve done with all this
    Is to show me through patience
    It’s ok when I miss
    So the next time I see you
    I’ll give you a kiss
    To gently remind you
    You helped create this.

    2.3 (1 Ratings)

    Lessons from Dad

    Saturday, August 28, 2010, 12:13 AM [General]

    I got a little white ball sitting on a tee
    If you’d get down from that treehouse
    You could take a swing with me
    Take the driver and a gimme
    Keep your focus on the ball
    Then pretend you’re like an eagle
    Strike the bullseye with your all.
    If you hit it on the first try
    That’s perfection and a call
    But where I come from
    The gimme is the best
    Part of it all.
    There’s some sand traps
    And some divots
    And a pond made out of stew
    But the best part of this story
    Is the ending through and through
    There’s a forest with this one hole
    Where the fairway has a bar
    That’s the hole where all the
    Eagles meet to mingle with the Stars.

    2.3 (1 Ratings)

    Moving On

    Friday, August 27, 2010, 6:33 PM [General]

     

    The day has come
    I've changed my tune
    At least within
    These walls of fumes

    I'll flit and dart
    Peer here and there
    But if you should see me
    Harsh words I won't dare

    I'm done with the dead things
    And living in the past
    It's time to move on
    This rust just can't last

    So I've oiled up my joints
    And I've greased up my pen
    I won't let it slip
    If I write from the Den

    So before I put a post here
    I've made an oath to myself
    I'll get up from my desk
    And take two words off the shelf

    Go Within.

     

    2.8 (1 Ratings)

    Koala 972

    Friday, August 27, 2010, 8:46 AM [General]

    Your words they have touched me
    In their own special way
    They brought back a friend
    I thought had gone away

    But the friend I thought I lost
    Has always been here all the time
    Only this time he's an angel
    And he shared this little rhyme

    There was once a little boy
    Who thought his world had come to end
    The day he found his Fuzzy
    With the puppy in his pen

    His poor Fuzzy had been stolen
    And the beast had shred him good
    There was nothing left to salvage
    Nothing left of him withstood

    But now I see with brand new eyes
    That Fuzzy never went away
    He's been waiting right here with me
    For this very special day

    You see my Fuzzy was Koala
    Not a bear to you and them
    But to me he was the best bear
    That a boy could ever friend

    Now he's back and with me always
    And he brought a brand new friend
    You will always be an angel
    Like my Fuzzy Wuzzy kin

    2.3 (1 Ratings)

    Cleanliness is Godliness

    Thursday, August 26, 2010, 11:38 AM [General]

    I found Me, a diamond
    It was in the rough
    Buried beneath all
    These jitters and stuff

    With careful detection
    I branded my puff
    To make it shine bright
    I gave it a buff

    And now that it sparkles
    A brilliant bright gleam
    I sniff as my tear
    Washes down like a stream

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    Blame

    Thursday, August 26, 2010, 9:01 AM [General]

    Though it sure feels good

    To place blame upon blame

    There’s one thing I’ve learned

    Is that blame causes flames

     

    They’ll burn you

    And singe you

    And cause you

    Some pain

     

    But only until you

    accept you’re to

    blame.

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