A Bird's Eye View

Sometimes things seem to be going too well and there is almost a sense of impending doom.

Soaring o'er the rolling hills and copses in the dale,
Rising on air currents, while friendly winds prevail,
Remaining ever watchful, over seeing nature’s swathe,
A bird's eye view, as the fields in sunshine bathe.

Peaceful scene below, serenity in the skies above,
The dove flies gently, a symbol of peace and love.
Calmly, softly, floating; no inkling that it is to die,
For the dove's in view of the eagle bird's eye.