We who look for signs

Nothing could be more obvious --
or more startling --
than a peacock on the side of the road.
Why are you there?
What else was I supposed to notice --
or was that just some random event,
a bird that chanced to wander out,
give me the look,
and wander back again?
How could anyone,
seeing this, not stop to wonder:
why here?
why now?
We who look for signs
can't always comprehend
the messages they convey...