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, am He whom you have called Death.
I - the consort and mate of She whom 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 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 Hadespeak to thee in thy search.
Come dance and sing; come love 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 know Me,
know that I am the untamed wind, the fury of the storm and passion in your soul.
Seek Me with courage, lest you be swept away in the seeking.
Seek with pride and humility, but see 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.
~ author unknown
