Beautiful Dust

"Somewhere in my dust heap there's a richness." – John Steinbeck


Patience

  • Quarry

    Huddled masses, He hears each cry, As you lie wallowing in dust and earth, Surrounded by the sounds of pain Compounded with the clanging hammer strikes. Piece by piece you are chipped away, Broken from the heavy mountain holding you, Gathered in From the only home you have ever known. The hills echo with your Continue reading

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I’m Stephanie – a perpetual student and aspiring hobbit. I love language, literature, and theology. I’m happiest when surrounded with good food, good company, and things that grow.

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