Lines of red and pink race across the hard cement,
making it more lively and light.
Circles of yellow and blue spiral in and out
making an endless amount of openings and pathways.
Waves of green and purple flow through this tunnel.
I am filling this tunnel with beams of light.
This tunnel is never passed by never looked at, so I want to make them look.
Make them look at me.
Shapes coursing through the tunnel
immediately making light up and light shine through the dark place.
People notice.
people are stopping and staring at my masterpiece.
The water is gleaming with the hues of red, orange, green, purple, blue, and yellow.
As the water flows through the tunnel across the river rocks
that have settled into their forever home.
They have been settling for quite awhile now since the river was just a stream.
A small bird lands on a rock
that is ever so slightly peeking out of the river that is under the tunnel.
It’s wings are a bright blue like that of the sky.
With thin white lines running throughout the blue similar to clouds.
With a beak that’s a burnt red
like a deep red lipstick that a 20 something would put on to make herself feel prettier,
when in reality she doesn’t need anything because she is far prettier than she thinks.
Its body is pure yellow
like a sunflower garden in full bloom
untouched and thriving.
It sits and waits for the wind to come by.