“In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain”
(And no noisy and flashy distractions or temptations.)

Sleepy weekend afternoon.
A gathering of friends.
A two-hour ride away from Tel-Aviv.

Peaceful quiet outside.
Sandy soft yet bright light.
A warm-dry breeze caressing body and soul.

Disturbing political issues seem far away…

“…
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain”
America, A Horse with No Name – Lyrics and Explanation

 

 

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