No one knows the way down there
Into darkest chambers still
Must and dust and quiet rage
Mark the monsters waiting there.
Someone knows the way down there
Someone as the night goes long
Someone waits to hold your hand
Into inky night with you.
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A Soul's Walk 
I rather like this one!!!
Cheers.
Wonderful that we have that we have that “someone” ALWAYS there to hold our hand, no matter the darkness.
Always good to remember.