My heart is not lifted up, O Lord, my eyes are not raised too high. I do not occupy myself with great matters, or things too wonderful for me. But I have stilled and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child is my soul within me. O Israel, put your hope in the Lord, both now and forevermore. (Psalm 131:1-3)
Hush now, my child; quiet your heart and your soul. Simply be with me in silence. Empty yourself of all else and rest in my loving embrace, like a weaned child with its mother. Rest in the depths of my delight and affection. That's what prayer is all about.