"When I was born my father wished to name me
Seven Snows, which is a common name for girls
among our people. But I was born while he
was away in his boat; and before he returned,
my mother had left her bed and seen the Cim
blowing from tree to tree like a soft star in
the air, and completed the naming."
From the Gene Wolfe story Tracking Song.
(There are many ways I imagine Cim Glowing might look. This is just one of them.)