Woman of Courage

Sr. Mary Neylon
March 4, 2013

In pain, in tears,
The women came,
To gather every scattered part
Of a broken body,
Given for life.

And in the sand,
Your precious blood
Has flown.
Leaving a heart
So full with love.

For food, for health,
That water may be ours,
You took the path of peace,
And gave your all.
Another death at thirty-three.

A thousand times redeemed,
In every lowly woman
Who rises again
To run the race
Of pain and hope.

The Infi nite horizon
Calls your name,
a million echoes ring:
‘Malena’, ‘Malena’,
You cannot be killed.