What a clichéd image it is – the parched and sun-burnt man (possibly in a beige French Foreign Legion uniform), crawling across the unforgiving desert, croaking, “Water. Waaaa-terrr…” Suddenly, there appears an image of palm trees and life-giving water and the light of hope appears in his eyes…but all too soon, the image shimmers and… Continue reading Come, Thirsty One, to the Oasis