Faith without dirty hands is meaningless.
Dig just a little and feel the creed of life,
buried in the sand.
Rub it between your fingers,
play with it some,
smell its sweet rawness.
There's life there,
for sure.
Burrow down.
Persevere till you find the roots.
Harvest the bounty, it's there for a reason.
Fear not,
water will wash your hands clean.
I Know Nothing About Heraldry, But ...
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How many times I have seen a thread on-line, for example, in
Reddit/heraldry, that begins with a statement along the lines of: "I don't
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