Cernunnos

God of all the beasts and trees  
Reveal to me thy mysteries  

Of streams flowing and  
the cyclic tide  
Of breezes on which winged  
birds ride  
Of flames from the sun above  
that warm  
Of soil rich and Of forests  
wild form  
 
Hear my call oh great  
Horned One  
Come! Come! to my  
heart beat’s drum  
 
Walk with me in the soft  
green light  
Hold me beneath the  
moon tonight  
 
It is I, your virtuous bride  
who awaits  
Ready to please  
As your whim dictates.