My law is harmony with all things.

Mine is the secret that opens the gates of life and mine is the dish of salt of the earth that is the body of

Cernunnos that is the eternal circle of rebirth.

I give the knowledge of life everlasting, and beyond death I give the promise of regeneration and

renewal.
I am the sacrifice, the father of all things, and my protection blankets the earth.

Hear the words of the dancing God, the music of whose laughter stirs the winds, whose voice calls the

seasons.

I who am the Lord of the Hunt and the Power of the Light, sun among the clouds and the secret of

the flame.

I call upon your bodies to arise and come unto me.

For I am the flesh of the earth and all its beings.

Thru me all things must die and with me are reborn.

Let my worship be in the body that sings, for behold all acts of willing sacrifice are my rituals.

Let there be desire and fear, anger and weakness, joy and peace, awe and longing within you.

For these too are part of the mysteries found within yourself, within me, all beginnings have endings,

and all endings have beginnings.

the Guardian of all things wild and free, and Keeper of the

Gates of Death, whose Call all must answer.

I am the fire within your heart... The yearning of your Soul. I am the Hunter of Knowledge and the

Seeker of the Holy Quest I who stand in the darkness of light I am He whom you have called Death. I the

Consort and Mate of Her we adore, call forth to thee.

Heed my call beloved ones, come unto me and learn the secrets of death and peace. I am the corn at

harvest and the fruit on the trees. I am He who leads you home. Scourge and Flame, Blade and Blood

these are mine and gifts to thee.

Call unto me in the forest wild and on hilltop bare and seek me in the Darkness Bright. I who have

been called; Pan, Herne, Osiris , and Hades, speak to thee in thy search. Come dance and sing; come live

and smile, for behold: this is my worship.

You are my children and I am thy Father. On swift night wings it is I who lay you at the Mother's feet

to be reborn and to return again. Thou who thinks to seek me, know that I am the untamed wind, the fury

of storm and passion in your Soul. Seek me with pride and humility, but seek me best with love and

strength. For this is my path, and I love not the weak and fearful. Hear my call on long Winter nights and

we shall stand together guarding Her Earth as She sleeps.