“For quite a distance yesterday afternoon along 99E heading back as leaving Portland, a sizeable bird traveled just out of clarity’s sight, keeping pace with my direction’s 30mph traffic.
It’s bright white wings kept flashing as if a beacon in the slanting sun, and occasionally it would just stop flapping and rest by gliding.
I became eager to know what it was and so kept glancing at it, hoping to get to catch up to it.
At last I did, just as our lane turned West to cross over a bridge spanning entry to the great river.
As it turned with us, I realized that it was a lone seagull journeying with us to that point, as if helping to guide my spirit home.
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