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The Call of the God

I am the radiant King of the Heavens, flooding the earth with warmth and encouraging the hidden seed of creation to burst forth into manifistation.

I lift My shining spear to light the lives of all beings and daily pour forth My gold upon the Earth, putting to flight the powers of darkness.

I am the Master of the beasts wild and free. I run with the swift stag and soar as a sacred falcon against the shimmering sky.
The ancient woods and wild places emanate my powers, and the birds of the air sing of my sanctity.

I am the last harvest, offering up grains and fruits beneath the sickle of time so all might be nourished. For without planting,there can be no harvest, without winter there can be no spring.

Worship Me as the thousand named Sun of Creation, the spririt of the horned stag in the wild, the endless harvest. See in the yearly cycle of festivals My birth, death and rebirth-and know that such is the destiny of all creation.

I am the spark of life, the radiant Sun, the giver of peace and rest, and I send My rays of blessings to warm the hearts and strengthen the minds of all.


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