Beads

Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is like a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue. . . .

Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

I will be offline and unable to respond to comments this weekend. Thank you all for your views, favs and comments. Happy Smile on Saturday:)

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