I Am Glad Poem by Bhai Vir Singh
I Am Glad
I am glad,
the prison walls of my house have dropped away from me,
And I am on the top of my roof.
I feel as a victor feels when
he enters a conquered city.
The cruel roof was between
me and heaven;
I conquer the roof
by being on the roof.
My soul breathes
freedom at last,
I am nearer heaven,
and heaven is nearer me.
I see the clouds,
I see the stars.
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" I am glad, the prison walls of my house have dropped away from me, And I am on the top of my roof. I feel as a victor feels when he enters a conquered city. The cruel roof was between me and heaven; I conquer the roof by being on the roof. My soul breathes freedom at last, I am nearer heaven, and heaven is nearer me. I see the clouds, I see the stars." - aesthetic, ethereal!