A Landing Place, A Thousand Words

Here is a story in a picture. Something is about to land here, either from above or from elsewhere. It will be something beautiful, something wherein the divine that shows in every aspect of creation is blindingly obvious. 
Will it have wings?
Will it have the strongest of legs?
Will it be white and near invisible against the snow?
Will it be ebony and stand boldly in the light?
Will it scatter the light in a thousand fractal patterns, dazzling the viewer? 
Something is going to land here, just watch.