To wash your eyes, soak them in a desert.
Deserts heal, using distance.
Disease is a desert; the soul is an oasis.
Loneliness is a desert; friends are a spring rain.
Youth is a desert, maturity a water hole.
Mountains make us feel; deserts make us think.
The desert winds sooth the big horn sheep so the voice of God calms the strong.
Remember when you’re kicked about, desert roots grow down and out.
Mental and emotive funks make all wise ones desert monks.
The desert that was once a sea once again may someday be.