When I came to you, you shut the door. I had to keep on knocking because I knew you needed me, as much as I needed you. I could see you were struggling. I could see you in despair. But that spark of love never diminished. It never died. And neither did I. = I kept on knocking until the warrior lifted her head and acknowledged her heart’s desire. To find the lost and missing. The warrior spirit, for us both, was ignited.