“Stay free with me, come sing with me.

We’re both blessed by the Holy Light

We’re both nurtured by Belore.

Come Sister / Brother, sing with me.”

---

God of the Sun

Lord of Phoenixes

I offer you my sacrifice

And I ask for your blessing

You are the sun in the sky

That which lights my path

Even on the darkest days

You bring life to the woods

You are the Eternal Sun

That guides us all

You are the dragonhawk

That roam the spring woods.

The Farstrider, circling the trees

The leaves that spill upon the forest floor

And the light that warms us.

Belore, God of the Sun

Father of Phoenixes

I offer you his sacrifice

And I ask for your blessing.

---

Belore is the Lady of Fire

The Sun Goddess that gives our hearth fire

Hail to Belore and her fire

And may our meal be good!

Spring is the season of Belore

He who protects us from winter

We honor her and protect her

For keeping us warm with her light

---

Great Belore, bright Lady bless us

And never let us feel the cold again

The sea is never ending

The cold sinks deep into flesh and bone

Slowing us

Deterring us

From reaching our true goal

---

Belore, God of the Sun

Warm us as we search for our home

Winter is brief, but the eternal sun is forever

Belore makes it so.

---

Hail Belore! God of the Sun

They who shaped the world with fire

They who ignite the spark of passion in our hearts

They who give us our magic

They who inspire our bravery

Hail belore, God of the Eternal Sun

They who inspire us to sing

They who bring life to the forest

Ignite a fire in our hearts

That will never die

---

Mighty belore, Bright Belore

Goddess and God that chases away the night.

Oh Belore we honor you, oh bringer of Light and Life.

Bless us now Belore

That we may be as fruitful as the soil of our homeland

And our live abundant and fruitful under your loving gaze.

I am the Radiant King of the Heavens,

Giving Azeroth Light and Warmth,

Encouraging seeds to burst forth from the soil

I light the lives of all sentients

Giving them all my light

And put the darkness to flight

I am the spirit of everything that is free

I fly as a phoenix, soaring in the sky

I run as a lynx in the woods

The Sunwell and wild places emanate my power

The trees in Quel’thalas sing of my blessings

I am the sun ripened grain, offered up to the scythe

So that all may be nourished

Without planting there will be no harvest

Without me there would be no spring

I am the God and Goddess of Thousands of names

But know that by all names I am the same

The freedom of the forest, the cycle of harvest

Look to my yearly cycle of my birth, death, and rebirth

And know that such is the destiny of creation

---

I am Belore, the Sun God. The Radiant Sun, giver of Light and Warmth.

Listen to the words of the Sun, who was called a thousand names before you knew him and will be known by thousands of names after you’ve known him. I am Belore.

My Light is what gives strength to all creation. Mine is the secret of life. Mine is the forests of Quel’thals that  will never again see winter. I give knowledge of life, the arcane, and beyond death I will hold you close.

I am the sacrifice; the soldier that falls in battle, the Farstrider that watches from the trees, the mage guarding the Sunwell, the lynx padding through the forest. Hear the words of the Sun God Belore, the music of whose laughter is heard in the wind and through his grace no winter touches Quel’thalas. I am the Lord of the Hunt and the lightbringer, the sun among the clouds, and the father of all phoenixes. For I am the flesh of Quel’thalas and all of my people.

Let my worship be in the flickering fires of your hearth and mage light, in the words that you sing, all acts of willing sacrifice are my rituals. Do not surpress desire and fear, anger and weakness, peace and joy, awe and longing within you. These are part of the mysteries found within yourself and in me. Behold, I am that which has been with you since the beginning and that which at attained at the end of desire.

---

I sing this prayer to the Sun

The Mother of Phoenixes

To her wild, burning, feminine dance

To her who is born in the winter and reborn in the spring

To the light she gives us all to guide our path

---

Belore

Let my arrows always strike true

Fill me with your strength

That I might never fall at my post

So i can travel far and rest easy

Dance beneath the trees and be on with the forest

And drink deep of all that is set before me

---

Listen!

The Sun Goddess Speaks

“I am the fire in your spirit,

The yearning in your soul

The love that warms your heart

I am the mystery hidden in plain sight

And the seeker of the phoenix flame;

I stand and chase the dark away

I am the Light of creation

I am Goddess and God, I am Mother and Father of Phoenixes

I am the fire you adore, call to me…”

---

Bright Belore, the sun

Whose fire will not be tamed

Those that attempt to tarnish you

Do not realize the futility of their actions

Fill me with your fire and strength

I will bow to none

Above all I will stand

Fill me with your fire Belore

That i may find my own destiny and rise above.

---

Bright and fiery arrow!

Blaze kindly into my life

God of the Eternal Spring

Grow ever more verdant and lush

Lord of Poetry and Magic

Dance on my tongue like arcane sparks on my hands

Guardian of the Runestones and the Sunwell

Grant me your blessing and sate my thirst

Thank you, Exalted One, for your light and and nourishment.

For the protection your magic gives

For the peace you bring

Belore, to you I promise my best effort

And swiftest arrows dedicated to your name