Activated

Activated Walking the plank I can see death before my eyes. Balanced by the winds and set by the Sun I’m alive. Dancing on the Sun and sliding on the Moon I jive. And the Stars are shining bright and to their surprise. Looking down I can see the cities and towns of lies. Many are hopeless and helpless yet they will strive. It is like jumping off of a cliff for the oceans dive. Many can hear my tone and many wave good byes. It is a song and a dance, A shout and a scream, And all of it at a glance, And a wondrous dream! At a glance I’m activated from way up above. Sent with lots of love by a little white dove!