Ra

I am Ra, from whom time began, rising, a red feather in the wind, turning, turning. I am the hub of a wheel, a day star hovering over an endless sea. I am not the harvest; I am the seed. I am not the lyre; I am the song. I will not pass away.

Awakening Osiris: A New Translation of the Egyptian Book of the Dead By Normandi Ellis

Light Blessings, Victoria

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