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.