In Search of the Soul

(Monastery in Greece - found here)

Like a song from old times,

like a medieval image painted on gold leaf,

like the memory of childhood days,

the sound of the wonderful word of the soul

has grown foreign to us.

If there is still in our day—in the age of machines,

of economic battles, of the reign of fashion

and sports—something like the soul,

then it’s not just a dear childhood memory

like so many others.

The little word “soul” sounds just so wonderful and strange

in the confusion and shouting of voices that extol it;

the language is so soft and still

that we hardly hear it anymore over the raging

and roaring going on within us.

But the word speaks a language

that is full of the greatest responsibility and deepest seriousness.

~Dietrich Bonhoeffer