Language evolves, and words change their meanings. Sometimes, they exchange their meanings with other words. I wonder whether the world would be different if 'trust' was 'faith' and 'faith' was 'trust'. Do you place your trust where you place your faith? How different would the other question feel?
Remember. We were sitting on the sea wall, a full tide beneath us, the moon overhead, a night too perfect to be believed, and you told me that you could hear the bells in the churches of the sunken village. I could only hear water, lapping against the stone. But yes, when you challenged me, I was listening.
The writer Maya Stein, who lives in Califormia. A link worth having, I suggest.
Remember. We were sitting on the sea wall, a full tide beneath us, the moon overhead, a night too perfect to be believed, and you told me that you could hear the bells in the churches of the sunken village. I could only hear water, lapping against the stone. But yes, when you challenged me, I was listening.
The writer Maya Stein, who lives in Califormia. A link worth having, I suggest.