You are my pillar of fire
by night, keeping me warm
my guiding light.
You are my pillar of cloud
by day, giving me shade
you show me the way.
Maybe my will to follow
you is anti-feminist
or semi-idolatrous.
But how can I ignore
your light that is so humble
and yet so bright?
Your communal fire
burns for me and yearns to be
closer. Your cloud precipitates
the particles of my desires -
dew drops and sweat blend
on my skin. How can I deny
your shade that hears what I say
and shows me the way to go
together?
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