Charge of Horned the God

Hear the words of the Horned God, he who was of old known to the world as Pan, Cernunnos, Osiris, Apollo, Herne, Shiva, and a thousand other names:

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 too 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.

Look upon 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 the seasons my birth, death, and rebirth, and know that such is the destiny of all creation. I am the spark of life, the warm and radiant Sun, the giver of peace and rest. I send my rays to warm the hearts and strengthen the minds of all.

©1986, by Kyri Comyn

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