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Saturday 5 January 2013

A Devotional Poem to Cernunnos

"Sit with me, neath the Sacred Tree,
And rest beside its roots,
In soft green light, all the day and night.
Enjoy its blessed fruits,
The leaves turn brown then they tumble down,
...
As Holly is our King,
At Yuletide's yoke, comes the King of Oak,
And rules throughout the Spring.
Yet above them all, with the hunter's call,
Stands the stag lord, mighty Herne,
Cernunnos proud, winds a horn blast loud,
And from him we shall learn,
Of the mysteries, of the beasts and trees,
And all that grows in green,
For in him we trust, as the land is just,
And the Goddess is his Queen
."

Blessed Be )O(


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