be still – Thoughts from a Stumbling Saint

be still – a poem

Listen.

Hear the clock ticking
the subtle roar of the air conditioning,
the growl of the dishwasher,
my laptop exhaling and the
faint sound of typing from the back room.

Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo — a star shines on the hour of our meeting.

Welcome, friend. I'm Libby, the quiet dreamer who runs this little nook. Around here, you'll find the honest ponderings of a college gal with too many thoughts about life and books to put into words (but she tries anyway). Writing is my way of finding beauty in the mundane and discovering the wonder of my Savior's story in the everyday. I tend to wander in a variety of unplanned directions, but you are more than welcome to join the journey — the more, the merrier :)