Silence! Silence! Silence!
Everyone thinks her nature.
Hours upon hours she counts her beads.
That one day, the pace be set, her cries be heard.
In silence, she is so loud.
In solitude, her mind speaks loudly.
She longs for the day, the world will listen to her.
She prays her silence be heard verily.
Silent yet loud
Simple yet fierce
Playful yet strong
Prayerful yet skilful
It is time to awake from sleep oh silent nun
It is long gone the days of old where nuns were known only in the chapels with long counting beads.
The night is far gone
The ideas must be laid bare
The works must be made known
The truth of identity must be told
The puzzles must be solved
The confusion must be erased
The church must know
The world must experience your existence
It is time for the voiceless
It is time for their own stories
It is time to face reality
It is time for the silence to be loud.
By Sr. Emmanuella Dakurah, HHCJ
