Cactus Man
Older than time,
that's what I am.
Sand at my toes.
Wind through my hair.
I am Cactus Man.
Time is but time,
and I see what I see.
I am Cactus Man.
Hot is the sun.
Birds come to nest,
Wind through my hair,
and all of the rest.
I am Cactus Man.
Here I have been,
tall in my days,
to gaze at the world.
Tired arms stretching out
to tell this big world
it is love
gives us life.
I am Cactus Man.
Old am I now.
Stiff, gray, and spare.
Not I nor love go away.
I am Cactus Man.
