Niagara by K. Suraiya

Sun Shining Through the Mist at the Horseshoe Falls by Andrew Porteus
Sun Shining Through the Mist at the Horseshoe Falls by Andrew Porteus

Niagara Falls.
It’s like watching eternity take form.
It’s like a talk between two hearts.
Flowing away forever and ever.
It’s like seeing yesterday becoming today.
And today, tomorrow. Only forward. Forward only.
It’s like seeing the word ‘never’ take its shape:
Shapelessness.
Never does it rest. Never will.
It’s like saying—
‘nothing’ is the absence of ‘everything’;
Yet both co-existing.
It’s like a beautiful dream.
But also a beautiful reality.

Source: The author, 2001.

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