God of wild places,
You run through woods,
You help the nature flourish,
You impersonate productivity.
Your steps cover the ground,
You run and hide from hunters,
Your horns touch the sky,
You dive into the green space of a forest.
God of wild places,
You are one of the numerous deers,
You look into people's eyes
With joy and energy.
You save the forest
From fire and wood-cutters,
You are the lord of animals
And the spirit of woods.
Cernunnos a tribute to a Celtic god
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