WHO IS A WOMAN?

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A woman is a being whose wing
 Is so broad, gathering and mothering
 Like the perennial river.
  
A woman is a being overstepped for too long
 Yet she manages albeit in a muffled voice
To show love to the world.
  
A woman is the invisible pillar
 Who has stood over the centuries
 Giving life to the world.
  
A woman is the scapegoat, carrying the blame
 When the rains delay, when the dust rise, when a child is slow,
 She will apologize on God’s behalf.
  
A woman is the healing hand, soft and gentle,
 Caressing away our pain….
 For pain is the absence of love.
  
A woman is the intellect that fixes it all;
The altar, the rosary beads, the disabled child, the secret gardens, a man’s face.
She is the beauty only noticeable in her absence.
  
A woman is God’s choice to new life,
The world’s miracle worker, taken for granted.
 It will take a woman to fight and end abortion.
  
A woman is the old Eve, mocked for meddling,
 Rejected and dejected as the Second Sex,
 Yet still she rises!
 Oh! She rises and ascends by the day.
  
Dear Woman, take this secret home,
 Your beauty lies in your uniqueness.
 Therefore, grapple, fight! And overcome the muse and the ruse,
That tells you to strive to be someone you are not!
The core purpose is in finding your true self and discovering your real worth.
  
So, go home and love yourself
Love yourself enough to love God.
  
By Sr. Esther Jeruto Koros OSF
 0726179789  
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Comments

  1. Unknown11 March 2022 at 20:29

    A nice write

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  2. Unknown11 March 2022 at 20:51

    Indeed,may the Lord bless woman. Nice poet Essy.

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  3. Unknown12 March 2022 at 09:44

    So inspiring

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  4. Evans Cheptumo12 March 2022 at 09:49

    Nice piece 👍 the power of a woman

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  5. Ezra12 March 2022 at 10:05

    👍

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  6. Ezra12 March 2022 at 10:08

    "The core purpose is in finding your true self and discovering your real worth".✔️

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  7. Ezra12 March 2022 at 10:09

    This comment has been removed by the author.

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  8. Unknown12 March 2022 at 10:47

    Nice piece May God bless this Women

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  9. Unknown12 March 2022 at 11:03

    What master piece!

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  10. Bennittes Kipyegon12 March 2022 at 13:55

    Nice write up in honour of mum

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  11. St.padre pio12 March 2022 at 15:22

    Nice piece to our Mothers

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  12. Unknown12 March 2022 at 22:40

    "She will apologize on God's behalf". Beautiful piece.

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  13. Unknown14 March 2022 at 08:40

    Wow,beautiful piece. Keep up the good work.

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  14. Unknown19 March 2022 at 22:18

    Wow! A nice piece .

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  15. Anonymous14 March 2023 at 17:59

    This is so beautiful sister. Great reflection about a woman.

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