The Lord’s Call: The Charge of the God

I am the fire within your heart, the yearning within your soul.
I am the hunter of knowledge and seeker of the holy quest.
I who stand in the darkness of light am He who you call death.
I, consort and mate of She whom we adore, call unto thee. Heed my call beloved ones, come unto me and learnt he secrets of death and peace.
I am the grain at harvest, I am the fruit upon the trees.
I am He who leads you home.
Scourge and flame, blade and blood, these are my gifts unto thee. Call upon me in the forest wild and the hilltop bare and see me in the darkness bright.
I am He who has been called Pan, Osiris, and Hades and I call to thee in thy search. Come, dance and sing, come laugh and love, for these are my worship. You are my children and I am your father.
On swift night wings it is I who lay at the mother’s feet to be reborn and return again. Thee who would seek me, know that I am the untamed wind, the fury of the storm and passion within your heart.
Seek me with courage, let you be swept away with your seeking.
Seek me with pride and humility, but seek me best of all with love and strength for this is my path, walk it with purpose and dance boldly. Hear my call on long winter’s night and we shall stand together, guarding Her earth as She sleeps.