River Walk

The sun is brightly shining over me as I sit staring at the almost perfectly still water. The scene is beautiful and unique. My thoughts consist only of the beauty of the “picture” before me. I am at the lonely “river walk” swinging on a red bench meant for two. This “river walk” is somewhat secluded; the sidewalk path that twists around the sides of the river are below campus—there are many entrances through downward staircases. The quiet, “perfect” area allows for couples to have some alone, romantic time. The still water provides a tranquil atmosphere—continuously and gently flowing, but sustaining the transparency of a mirror. My lonely spirit is filled with comfort and peace by this excellent scene. The trees arch toward the water while moss hangs low on the branches. Green patches that cover the water around the trees aren’t lily pads, but rather collected algae; however, they give me a sullen vibe—one that calms me inside. I feel free. I can breathe. I can sleep. My mind can wonder far and wide, yet I will still be seated here. The serene environment to which I so desperately cling captures me in this moment—a moment of peace.