My Love, I have walked too long,
too hard, on rocks, thorns and 
crushed roses to simply let go 
of Your hand, leave the presence
of the Shadow of Your Wing
and the secret Cleft of Your Rock
Lover of my soul, I cling to You
as You cling to me, wrestling,
on this side of heaven, with
the shadow within, 

Beloved, I've walked 
too long and too hard
to let go...