Slow me down Lord;  ease the pounding of my heart by the quieting of my mind.

Steady my hurried pace with a wisdom of the eternal reach of time.

Give me, amidst the confusion of my day, the calmness of the everlasting hills.

Break the tension of my nerves and muscles with the soothing music of the singing streams that live in my memory.


Help me to know the magical restorative power of sleep.

Teach me the art of taking minute vacations - of slowing down to look at a flower; to chat to a friend; to pat a dog; to read a few lines from a good book.

Remind me each day of the fable of the hare and the tortoise that I may know that the race is not always to the swift, that there is more to life than increasing speed.

Let me look up into the branches of the towering trees and know that they grow tall because they grow slow and well.


Slow me down Lord;  and inspire me to send my roots deep into the soil of life's enduring values, that I may grow towards the stars of my greater destiny.