Some pains are in silent cries!
Some pains are expressed in words that are unique to Tamil
He is a sculptor who carves without a chisel
He is a doctor who cuts without shedding blood
Like a butterfly that changes through pain
In a struggle that goes on daily
He paints His beauty in my heart, like a painter
My inner man, who is constantly changing and flying without wings
Every day, I am resurrected by accepting death on the cross
I am no longer in this world, but will always live in your breath!
Some pains are expressed in words that are unique to Tamil
He is a sculptor who carves without a chisel
He is a doctor who cuts without shedding blood
Like a butterfly that changes through pain
In a struggle that goes on daily
He paints His beauty in my heart, like a painter
My inner man, who is constantly changing and flying without wings
Every day, I am resurrected by accepting death on the cross
I am no longer in this world, but will always live in your breath!
© 2025 Arun Jebaraj
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