In My Dreams I Pursued The Fleeting Shadows Poem by Konstantin Dmitrievich Balmont

In my dreams I pursued the fleeting shadows
The fleeting shadows of the darkening day,
I climbed the tower and the staircase trembled,
The staircase trembled beneath my feet.

The higher I went, the clearer I pictured
The clearer I pictured the shape of the land
And strange sounds rang out around me,
Rang out around me from Heaven and Earth.

The higher I climbed, the brighter shone,
The brighter shone the dreaming peaks,
And with a parting glow, seemed to caress,
Sweetly caress my bleary sight.

And beneath me night had already fallen,
Night had fallen over sleeping Earth,
For me the sun was shining,
Afar, a burning sun died out.

I learned to catch the fleeting shadows,
The fleeting shadows of dimming day,
And I climbed ever higher and the staircase trembled,
The staircase trembled beneath my feet.