Cactus Cafe

I am the carvings on the ceiling of the Cactus Cafe

I am the backdrop for all the music

I drink in all the richness of the performance

I warm the the room with my textures

And feel the texture of your soul

I hold this space for you who listen

For you who play and sing here

For the memories created here

I hold this space for you

Here in this cafe

On the ceiling

I reside

For you.

~ cb 2011 ~