Sun God

Rising in the wondrous East,
He rolls across the sky.
My reason to wake up each daybreak,
He asks to step outside.
I do so –
And He says to me,
“Good morning.”
I smile and bask in His bright light.
“Good morning to You too,” I say,
“and thank You for my life.”

A poem by me, for the Netjer Ra.

(via shamanubis)