Charge of the God
© Raven Spirit 2003
Now hear the words of the Great Father
Who has been called Pan, Herne, Adonis, Lugh and many others
I am the rising star of the Heavens. The glory of the morning skies
With love of the creatures of the Earth I arise from my slumber
To great you as you wake.
As my rays pierce the darkness and send your troubles to flight
I light the path before you so you may see with inner sight.
I am the wild spirit of the woodland
The horned Stag and the highflying eagle.
I am he who rules the brambles and thickets in the deepest forest
That provides shelter in time of storm
I can be seen in every grain of wheat, and stalk of corn
My blood and bone are poured out upon the Mother to provide for our children
For we reside in you, as you reside in us.
I can be seen in the turning of the Seasons
Mine is the Light half of the Year
From Mid-Winter to Mid-Summer
Till I bow before my Queen.
I am the Warrior
Lean and sure of his actions
Battling for causes that are just
As Father I care for my children
Are provide for their needs and desires
I am too the Sage
The wisest of teachers
To share the lessons and lore.
I am the giver of rest
When all come to their time
I hold you and help heal you
And return you to the Goddess of Rebirth