Join Medium for free to get updates from this writer.
As I had reached a high mountain pass, looking down into the valley ahead, I was joined by a chough. The bird seemed eager to tell me something, yet it sang in a voice I could not understand. No words I could comprehend, just a melody I felt compelled to hear. When it had finished, it looked at me as if it was awaiting my response. But since I had no idea what to say, I simply shrugged. The bird nodded and flew away.
