She was seeking or searching or looking for something.
I watched as she turned her head back...and then forwards.
And then up...and then down.
I watched her outstretch her wings as if she was reaching.
And then - after all that movement and motion - she simply curled in on herself.
Releasing. Allowing her head to fall below her heart.
She stopped. She stared. She got quiet. She listened.
All she'd been seeking - she found right there.