I sing the small songs of the soul,
because the soul sees itself like that.
I see the soul the way the morning
light sees the Parthenon,
as Oedipus saw Colonus. The soul
moving the dark around.
What goes on inside is just too fast and huge and all interconnected for words to do more than barely sketch the outlines of at most one tiny little part of it at any given instant.
David Foster Wallace in Oblivion: Stories
Song: “What Is The Soul of Man?” by Sister Rosetta Tharpe
"Haunted Spooks" (1920)