The Shadow Of Ra Poem by Jevon Wray

Son of Wray

Fathers to the sons who show the way

Sons of the light

Illuminating the day, son's so bright



Ray of light

Piercing the darkest night

Sun, setting rises to new heights

Sons of Ra



A lineage drawn from the light that may

Have been so bright yet not in shade

In the night, toiling away

You find the young Foxx working till the break of day



Here in the dark I can see

My shadow,

Presented to me internally

Reflecting desires and shames equally

Yet emulating wisdom and achievements equivocally



Imperfection and failure

Fear and vulnerability

The shadow of my nature

Its word at first obscure

Once understood became profound cure

Muses crushing doubts into the air

Like flesh from bones my shadow I tear



Now I stand before my shade

For years in darkness I had bathed

To arise anew with forty six and two,

I now arise absent fail

Darkness and light juxtaposed, yet both engaged

The night turns its shade to reveal the day

Eternally burning bright son of Wray

Ray of Ra,

The light of Ra