
Life is full of noise and bustle Rush and hurry, run and hustle People ‘round me with demands Open mouths and open hands Lend me now a quiet place A moment’s peace, a silent space Time to think and time to plan A quiet, peaceful, restful span I ask the Gods to grant me peace A brief time for the noise to cease An hour or two out of my life Free from hurry, free from strife Peace and quiet for my soul A restful place to make me whole Grant me now this time and place So I might live my life with grace. So Mote It Be.