As I strolled through Prescott's charming streets, A hawk caught my eye, perched so neat Its gaze so sharp, its presence grand, A symbol of love in this peaceful land
1 Peter 5:7 echoed in my mind, Cast your worries, in Him you'll find The hawk's wings spread wide, ready to soar, A reminder to trust, to fear no more
In God's care, we find our rest, Like the hawk, we're truly blessed So let go of anxiety, let faith take flight, In His love, everything will be alright
