Category Archives: spiritual

Temporary Fantasy

Sometimes I can’t help but thinking of the past
I try not to but it rears its head, time and time again

It’s lovely
It’s ugly
I’m regretful
I’m thankful

Sometimes I can’t help but wonder why life flies by so fast
Drifting out of sight like puddles absorbing the rain

I hesitate
I accelerate
It’s memorable
But I’m forgetful.

Sometimes my heart drifts away to scenes not meant to last
Floating on decisions from which I can never refrain.

Temporary fantasy?
Maybe a reality
Singing an age old song
Hope I don’t get it wrong

Copyright © 2017 Mr. Flying Pig


The Architect

It goes beyond just faith
Well past a simple belief
Best described as a perfect confidence
An assuredness of knowing
That always brings relief
Both long term and in the brief

There’s been too many times
I should have not made it through
Or failed miserably at my endeavor
Protected by a guiding light
Shepherding all I do
Shining over me and you

I should have died
But I survived
I should have failed
But I prevailed
I’m far from perfect
So I don’t know why
The Architect stays by my side

Through times both good and bad
Whether I’m down or elated
The answers are circumscribed around me
I just need to look and listen
To the signs dictated
And take the path created

One day I’ll die
But I’ll still survive
My body will fail
My soul will prevail
Then all will be perfect
And I will know why
The Architect stayed by my side

Copyright © 2015 Mr. Flying Pig


It flows through us all
Through the blood in our veins
Through the neurons in our brains
Keeping us alive
It is a part of us

We are part of it all
Part of a great design
For there is too much that falls in line
For it all to be just random chance
Yes, there is chaos too
But chaos is merely what we tend to call
The part that makes no sense to us at all

Ask yourself one question
As you look around at the universe
Does it look like it all just happened to happen?
Or do you see a design
A pattern
A purpose

Science will never fully understand it all
It’s far beyond our feeble comprehension
Religion will always try to fill in the blanks
Rather than try to observe and learn
The truth lies somewhere in between
We need to shed our fears and biases
And evolve our hearts and minds

It flows through us all
Through the blood in our veins
Through the neurons in our brains
Keeping us alive
We are made of stardust

Copyright © 2015 Mr. Flying Pig

When My Time Comes

I hope I will have made a difference
I hope I will have made some change
I hope I will have made the world a better place
Than it would have been in my absence

I hope it needed me

I don’t ask for much in return
I don’t expect the world to care
I only hope that my friends will remember
That I would do my best to be there

When they needed me

When my time comes
Please remember me
Remember me kindly

Forget my misgivings
I did the best I could
Though at times I know I failed
To do what I knew I should

Please remember me
Remember me kindly
When my time comes

I know I’ll never be perfect
I know I have made some mistakes
I can only hope in the end I’m forgiven
For all the times I chose to forsake

When you needed me

Copyright © 2015 Mr. Flying Pig

The Core

In the silence of solitude
Voices scream
I hear not
Behind the veil of fortitude
Some will scheme
I fear not

I will not surrender who I am
But compromise is not beyond reproach
What I believe is where I’ll always stand

In the realm of what is not
Plans construed
In your sight
On the cusp of all you’ve got
Beliefs subdued
For your plight

Never forget where you came from
Assimilation cannot strip the core
What you believe can threaten a kingdom

Before the peace of what will be
What’s avowed
Shields the sun
The fruit has fallen from the tree
Forever hence
On the run

Acceptance is the heart of all that matters
Ignorance will never believe its fate
We will rise above what darkness shatters

Copyright © 2014 Mr. Flying Pig

There is Light

To see forever you need only close your eyes
To all you think is real
And open your mind to reality
The answers you seek can only be found
By transcending all you feel

There will always be darker days
In your life
There will always be evil ways
In the world
There will always be lies believed
Without proof
But there is light
And there is good
And there is truth

The choice is yours to define the rest of your life
By what lives your heart
Only you control the path you follow
You’ll always be sure of your journey’s end
If you know where you should start

Copyright © 2014 Mr. Flying Pig