I’ve never been one
To sit still
Not for long.
You’ve gotten me this far
Complacent for months on end;
Six to be exact. 114 more words
It’s funny how the most radical, shocking, and rebellious fashion trends often end up being mainstreamed at some point.
Take tattoos, for instance.
Once the sole domain of sailors, criminals, and circus freaks, tattoos were adopted as a counterculture no-no by brash, insubordinate youth in the late 1960′s. 1,481 more words
The two poems I want to share today come from very different places, and represent two dominant aspects of George Herbert’s poetry – that of conflict with or rebellion against God and His will, and that of the profound peace and sense of assurance that comes from giving up the fight and trusting in Him. 1,059 more words