She Touched Me In Silence by Irene Kessler

From the August Retreat: Women, Creativity and the Journey of the Soul: Embracing the Gift of the Shadow

She touched me in silence in the early morning dew.
She touched me at midnight in the moonlight glow.
She reached down to my core and found what was needed to make me whole once more.
She took me down the labyrinth path and made me whole once more.