Visit: Mount Rushmore National Memorial, Wind Cave National Park
Date: 05/30/2008
Today I awoke in Rapid City.
I took a shower at the Alex and noticed a bird sitting on a stoop.
I asked the bird “why do you fly?”
The bird said with a smile: “I fly because I can.”
The daylight of early morn broke the glass window and split my vision.
I don’t like looking at the sun, but it’s had not to stare.
The still damp skin behind my knees blotted my shorts after I finished washing.
Today was going to be a long day, hot day.
I walked the trails and felt the winds hollow breath.
I saw the men carved of stone and asked questions.
“Why don’t you come down?” I asked.
They did not respond.
I asked again “why don’t you come down?”
They still did not respond.
Finally I climbed to the top of the mountain and asked once more,
“Why don’t you come down?”
They did not need to respond.
Atop of their mountain home, the answer was clear.
The hills, lush with green trees.
The valleys, ripped with water.
The mountains, snow capped and majestic,
Make any man stop and take notice.
I returned to the Alex, enlightened and renewed.
I saw the bird perched on my window and he asked,
“Why do you climb?”
I responded with a smile, “Because I have to.”
“I had some covering up to do and I was hoping that she would help me do it. I’m sorry that sentence was very vague. It’s my luck they’ll misconstrue it. But I like it that way; yeah I like it that way. It was a great desert, it is a great desert.” -Limbeck
Mount Rushmore National Monument
Wildlife at Wind Cave National Park
Hotel Alex Johnson
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