He calls to me and I am entranced.
Others gather in groups, clamoring to be noticed, but he does not. It is his incredible dignity that first catches my attention. I watch him from a distance, standing in magnificent stillness, the light glancing off his back, his legs planted in stalwart determination.
Unwilling to be led astray by any of his baser instincts, he neither runs to, nor away, from the treasures handed out in this world . No one else appears to notice him. I cannot turn my mind away.
Blue eyes the color of a summer sky staring into mine, noble head on an elegant neck, muscles rippling under a mantle of white feathers, he speaks to me in a deep baritone voice I do not understand.
I cannot understand the nuances and the words, but I understand the thought.
We are soul mates, he and I. This stately snow goose comes to tell me we are soul mates from another time and another place and I should not forget this now that I am here.
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