Yes, I heard my people singing!--in the glow of parlor coal-stove and on summer porches sweet with lilac air, from choir loft and Sunday morning pews--and my soul was filled with their harmonies.
It's funny how the scent of lilacs takes you back to the first time you ever smelled one. Suddenly you are 8 years old again!
Fear is a slinking cat I find beneath the lilacs of my mind.
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