I saw a secret fear on the wall today
Where a Canis [Lupus or Rufus] – did say
[I am unsure of which wolf that you are]
Thought that it might not “all be OK in the end after all…”

And in my lost mind [where wolves run free]
I felt sorrow for you, and the sad little plea
For a-knowing of the end; from way off afar –
A cry and a plea, scratched in the Big Wall.

No answers here, none at all.
No-one here to answer your call.
But I offer a light, a flame for your taking
So you’ll never lie fearful, a-wait for day’s breaking.