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Call of the God

By Scott Cunningham

I am the radiant King of the Heavens,
flooding the Earth with warmth and encouraging the
hidden seed of creation to burst forth into
manifestation. 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 also the last harvest, offering up
grain and fruits beneath the sickle of time
so that all may be nourished. For without
planting there can be no harvest; without winter,
no spring.

Worship me as the thousand-named Sun of
creation, the spirit 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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