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I am Herne, I am
Cerne
Child of earth, Child of
light
God of Wild, God of
bright
Father's brother, Mother's
lover
In the wood on the
wind
On the hunt in the
front
Out ahead, horns
ahead
Feet of fleet, fast not
loud
In a blur pass o'er the
ground
King of stags regal
proud
Thunders through earthbound
cloud
Knows to live, knows to
die
Passing through the whirld's
eye
Movement missed, in the
mist
Phallus proud, round and
'rect
In the shadow, in the
wet
Shaft of earth, shaft of
light
Round the fire, round the
night
Plunging thrusting pushing
well
Vulva bell, to Votive
well
Shooting seed, gift to
light
God to Goddess moonlight
bright
Deep encaved on winter's
night
Warmed furs, bed of
fire
In the dark, round the
hearth
Laying still breathing
filled
Stars beneath womb
bequeathed
Light beat thrumming,
heartbeat drumming
Quickens life in Goddess
wife
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