I feel the undefeated fear, <br />In presence of the misty heights; <br />I'm glad that swallows fly here <br />And I enjoy the belfry's flight! <br /> <br />The ancient traveler is going, I suppose, <br />Above the gulf on bending footway's planks, <br />The snow ball continues in its growth, <br />And great eternity on clocks of stone strikes. <br /> <br />But I am not that traveler at all, <br />That flashes on the dry and faded leaves, <br />And really in me the sadness calls; <br /> <br />Indeed, the avalanche among the highlands lives! <br />A ring of bells my own soul fills - <br />But music cannot save from devastating falls!<br /><br />Osip Emilevich Mandelstam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-m-l-lozinsky/
