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I am the radiant King of the Heavens,
flooding the Earth with warmth and encouraging the hidden seed of creation to burst forth into manifestation.
 
I lift my shining spear to light the lives of all beings,
and daily pour forth my golden rays upon the earth,
putting to flight the powers of darkness.
 
I am the spirit of all the beasts,
wild and free.
I run with the stag,
and soar as the sacred falcon against the shimmering sky.
 
The ancient woods and wild places emanate My powers,
the birds of the air sing of my sanctity.
 
I am the harvest,
offering up grain and fruits beneath the sickle of time so that all may be nourished,
foor without planting there can be no harvest,
and without winter,
there can be no spring.
 
I am the thousand named son of creation,
know that by all names I am the same.
 
The spirit of the horned stag in the wild,
the endless harvest.
See in the yearly cycle of festivals my birth, death and rebirth,
and know that such is the destiny of all creation.
 
I am the spark of life,
The Radiant Sun,
the giver of peace and rest.
I send my rays of blessing to warm the hearts and strengthen the minds of all.

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