World Without End
World without end, as time drifts by,
A fleeting breath, a whispered sigh.
Like echoes lost in endless song,
Yet ever here, both weak and strong.
It shall not fade, it shall not pass,
Like sunlit waves on seas of glass.
The days renew, the stars still shine,
A cycle vast, a fate divine.
Through silent dawns and shadowed eves,
The world still turns, yet never leaves.
Through love and loss, through joy and pain,
It ends, it starts, it lives again.
Mountains crumble, rivers bend,
Yet still the story will not end.
Seasons shift, and storms may rise,
Yet hope still burns in weary eyes.
For every tear that meets the ground,
A flower blooms, a voice is found.
For every night that shrouds the land,
A dawn will rise, a guiding hand.
And so, we walk, though paths unknown,
With hearts that ache, yet seeds we’ve sown.
For though the winds may twist and wane,
The song goes on—its last refrain.
A Boy and His Love
Let me tell you a story, tender and true,
About my precious son, my heart’s living view.
From the very first breath, the very first cry,
A love took root, reaching earth and sky.
I remember the moment I first saw your face,
A miracle of life, a gift of pure grace.
The world fell silent, time seemed to stand,
As I held all of heaven cradled in my hands.
You became my shadow, my tag-along friend,
Together we journeyed through days without end.
With curious steps and laughter untamed,
Each walk, each word, like fire and flame.
We wandered the paths where the tall grass would sway,
Collecting our stories along the way.
Your voice was a song, your smile a light,
Guiding me gently through day into night.
The lake was our canvas, the water our play,
Splashes of joy painted memories each day.
Your laughter would echo, your spirit would soar,
I’d give all to hear it once more.
I miss that sparkle, the gleam in your eyes,
The way your wonder could brighten the skies.
Where is that boy, that fountain of cheer?
Show me your laughter, my son, draw near.
And if by my hand you’ve carried some pain,
If my love ever faltered, if I left a stain,
I lay down my pride, my heart open wide,
Forgive me, my son—love never hides.
For my love is a river that never runs dry,
Through storms and through valleys, beneath every sky.
No shadow can break it, no distance can sever,
A bond born eternal, unbroken forever.
So, walk in your joy, let your true self shine,
Know that your laughter was always divine.
And when you forget, let this truth be your song:
You’ve been loved from the start, and loved all along.
Peace on Earth
Peace on earth is what we seek,
Yet shadows whisper, subtle and sleek.
The enemy sows his seeds of doubt,
Division takes root, and wars break out—
A fire that burns between strong and weak.
If every soul could lift their voice,
Would we not make the higher choice?
To stand as one, to walk as free,
To taste the fruits of earth’s bounty,
Laid before us, abundantly sweet.
We share the vision, yet live apart,
Walls of fear guard every heart.
Our leaders clash with banners high,
While weary souls still question why.
Why can’t the world sing one refrain—
Love instead of endless pain?
God is the God of every land,
Holding time in His sovereign hand.
If He were here in mortal frame,
Would He not call us by name?
Turning deserts into rivers wide,
Moving mountains we try to hide.
Yet listen closely, the truth is near:
The voice of God is what we hear.
Not thunder far, nor sky undone,
But whispers rising from everyone.
Through every heart His words still flow:
“Love one another, and peace will grow.”
Faith Speaks
I do not see, yet still, I know,
The seed of truth begins to grow.
It breaks the soil, it seeks the skies,
A living hope that never dies.
Not by sight, but by His hand,
I walk the path He’s always planned.
Each step may falter, yet still I rise,
For faith looks on with steady eyes.
No fear, no doubt shall take its place,
For faith is wrapped in love and grace.
The mountain moves, the storm must cease,
Where faith abides, there rests His peace.
The voice of truth, the light unseen,
A whispered hope, a soul redeemed.
No chain can bind, no night can stay,
When faith declares a brighter day.
It speaks in silence, soft and sure,
A power steadfast, strong, and pure.
Not bound by time, nor ruled by sight,
Faith speaks—and darkness turns to light.
And when the shadows press in near,
Its echo drowns the voice of fear.
A steady flame, a guiding call,
Faith speaks—God’s love outshines it all.
Wipe Your Eyes Clean
We think as we are, we see as we are,
Lost in the night, still reaching for a star.
Be still and know—He’s never far,
Yet you wait for a sign, forgetting who you are.
Faith’s not a whisper, it burns like a flame,
Not meant to flicker, not meant to wane.
He longs for your good, He longs to be near—
But is your vision clouded, do you still hear?
Are you blind? Do you need some clay?
Wipe your eyes clean, let the miracle stay.
Open your heart, let the light break through,
See the God within—He walks with you.
You call on the heavens, but heaven is here,
Not far away—it’s already near.
Why do you question? Why do you wait?
Step into faith—before it’s too late.
Take the dust, take the clay,
Mold my heart, show me the way.
Break these chains, let my soul take flight,
I was blind—but now there’s light.
Are you blind? Do you need some clay?
Wipe your eyes clean, let the miracle stay.
Open your heart, let the truth shine through,
The God you seek has always been with you.
My Soul’s Desire
It’s happening, it’s happening soon,
A melody rising beneath the moon.
It’s my life, it’s my song,
A rhythm unbroken, steady, and strong.
Will you come with me, my friend?
Where the echoes of love never end.
I do not know the trials you are going through,
But my love has always carried you.
Like rivers carving their path to the sea,
My soul’s desire keeps calling to me.
A fire that burns, a whisper so true,
Guiding my steps to a life made new.
Destiny knocks, the moment is near,
I walk into light, I let go of fear.
The song in my heart, the dream in my sight,
I soar with the stars through infinite night.
Would you walk with me on this divine road?
Where is love the language and truth is the code?
It’s happening, it’s happening soon,
Beneath the sun, beneath the moon.
Harmony of Faith and Science
A spark is born, so small, unseen,
Yet carries worlds in what has been.
A fleeting thought, a whispered flame,
Can set the sky and earth aflame.
Let your ripple be love. Let it be light. Let it be life.
For though the spark is small, the ripple is eternal.
Be still, and know His presence near,
A quiet strength, a love sincere.
In every trial, in every test,
His peace remains; His will is best.
God Is Love and Love Is Unconditional
The house is in your heart,
A dwelling place of truth and start.
No walls can bind, no locks can keep,
The love within, both strong and deep.
Though storms may rage and shadows fall,
Love is the answer that conquers all.
Eternal flame, unbroken chord—
The final truth, love is the Word.
The circle turns, the journey ends,
Yet every ending begins again.
In love we rise, in love we stay,
The eternal return, the brighter way.
Echoes of Eden: The Living Word in Modern Flesh
Adam & Eve
We are the dust, we are the breath,
From birth to love, from life to death.
Yet in the garden, truth was sown,
A voice still whispers: “You are My own.”
Cain & Abel
In every choice, in every cry,
The echo asks: “Will love or pride survive?”
The garden fades, the story stays—
We write its ending with our days.
Noah
The rain may fall, the floods may rise,
Yet hope is found beyond the skies.
A covenant made, a promise true,
God’s faithful love will carry you.
You Are the Light
I am the Light,
I am the Truth.
That’s what God says
and God is in you.
So what do you wonder,
seeking the God above?
Go around the world,
and spread your love.
You are the magic,
you are the choice.
If you are chosen,
just raise your voice.
No need for a pulpit
to whisper or pray
your prayer is within you
every single day.
It lives in the silence,
it breathes in the scream,
it wrestles in shadows,
it sings through your dream.
It is the smile,
the whisper, the thread
not the dread-filled scream
of the walking dead.
Don’t live like a zombie,
fearing the end.
Live with great purpose,
be love, and transcend.
Not because man instructs you,
but because you’ve heard within
your conscience is holy,
your compass from Him.
The words may be raw,
not polished or clean
but they are sacred,
for they know your scene.
They warn you to turn back,
they tell you to run,
they rise up to shield you
when darkness has come.
And when your own body
whispers what’s true,
“Don’t eat this, don’t drink that”
it’s God within you.
letting you know just what to do
Heavenly Words
Sometimes you gotta lay the chalk down,
stop drawing lines, stop marking ground.
The student’s eyes hold galaxies wide,
they mirror back the truths you hide.
You thought you were giving just a seed,
but they heard a song, they felt the need.
They took your phrase, spun fire and rhyme,
turned it to power, turned it to time.
So don’t cling tight to the teacher’s throne,
the rivers of wisdom don’t flow alone.
The pupil may carry a brighter flame,
a whisper that roars, a wild refrain.
Learn from the echo, the soft reply,
for genius is hidden in every “why.”
You teach the world—but the world teaches too,
Love is the circle that carries us through. 🌸🌌
🌸 To My Mother 🌸
You were the ninth child, a rhythm divine,
a hidden number in God’s grand design.
Nine stars before you, yet you still shine,
a quiet strength, eternal, mine.
And I was born in the ninth month’s light,
cradled in timing both pure and right.
A mirror of you, a circle complete,
our bond is a number, eternal, discreet.
Through you, love’s labor took form and breath,
a miracle dancing on the edge of death.
Nine months cradled in your sacred womb,
a temple of life, not a fleeting tomb.
You gave me more than body and name,
you passed down a spark, an eternal flame.
In your eyes, I saw the first reflection of grace,
the Father’s affection, the Mother’s embrace.
Even when silence lingers between our days,
I feel your strength in mysterious ways.
Your story is etched in my every part,
your voice is a drumbeat within my heart.
The roots of your being are stitched in mine,
woven through spirit, transcending time.
And though words may falter, truth remains—
your love runs deep in my soul’s veins.
So I honor you now, not just as my kin,
but as the doorway through which life begins.
A mother, a mystery, a vessel of light,
a guiding presence in my sacred fight
🌌 Lesson into Blessing 🌌
Every lesson’s a blessing dressed in disguise,
a circle of stardust beneath cosmic skies.
The ache in my body, the weight in my mind,
turned into diamonds, refined, divine.
I thank the heavens for each sacred ache,
it taught me to bend but never to break.
The fire of sorrow, the trials, the rain,
all became gardens that blossomed from pain.
Blessings don’t always show up on time,
sometimes they whisper in rhythm, in rhyme.
Sit with the lesson, release the fear,
trust in the Spirit—the blessing is near.
Now I rise singing with radiant choice,
turning my burdens into a bright voice.
I am the alchemy, the flame, the song,
lesson and blessing were one all along
✨ The Questions Within ✨
So many questions circle my mind,
Some call it evil, I call it divine.
Whispers that rise, shadows that lie,
Seeds of the soul too deep to deny.
Buried within, a chamber unknown,
A sacred silence, a place of my own.
There lies the riddle, the mystery’s key,
A doorway inside that is calling to me.
Perhaps it’s a compass, subtle and true,
Pointing to places my soul always knew.
Perhaps it’s the echo of lifetimes before,
Knocking again on my spirit’s closed door.
In the stillness I feel it—the quiet refrain,
A knowing that lingers beneath all the pain.
Though veiled in questions, it speaks without sound,
A truth I’ve forgotten, yet still can be found.
Maybe it’s my higher self leaving a sign,
Threading the present with futures aligned.
A clue for the moment when masks fall away,
And I stand in the light of my truest day.
For even in darkness a lantern is near,
Guiding me softly through doubt and through fear.
The questions don’t haunt me—they help me to see,
That all I’ve been seeking is already in me
Tracy Leclear — Exploring the Divine Thread That Connects Faith, Science, and the Human Spirit.
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