Frozen Niagara Falls

Me and my friend arrived before the day fully woke, the air sharp and clean, Niagara Falls usually thunderous and untamed stood frozen in a moment of rare stillness, its power paused beneath a skin of ice and the the sunrise came. Light spilled slowly over the horizon, brushing the frozen falls with soft gold and pale pink. The ice caught the color first, glowing as if lit from within, turning cold stone and water.