Unloading a Train Car, by Leonid Pasternak
Thus the overflow from things
pours into you.
Just as a fountain's higher basins
spill down like strands of loosened hair
into the lowest vessel,
so streams the fullness into you,
when things and thoughts cannot contain it.
From the Book of Hours II, 10..Rainer Maria Rilke
Macy and Barrows, A Year With Rilke