Becoming One With the Sun
I rise with the Sun. I am born with the dawn. I am Ra when he appears upon the horizon, young and radiant in the morning sky. The gates of the east open for me, and the doors of light swing wide. I take my place in the Solar Barque. I sit among the gods who steer eternity. My name is spoken by the crew of heaven, and I am not turned away. I pass over the sky as the living do, yet I belong to those who never perish. The air is mine, the light is mine, the flame within the sun is my soul. At midday I am strong. No shadow clings to me. Serpents fall back, darkness has no power, for I travel with the Eye of Ra and my voice is fire. I know the secret names of the hours. I know the paths of the sky. Nothing blocks my way, for I am recognized in every realm. At evening I do not die. I descend as Ra descends, whole, complete, unbroken. The western gates receive me gently, and the gods of the dusk lift their hands in welcome. I journey through night as the ...