Dapple
As winter’s chill begins to melt away a hint of spring’s warmth brushes against my skin.
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The sun’s rays slip through the canopy above, leaving dappled light along the ground.
Not whole, not blinding, but scattered and beautiful, showing me the way forward where I may begin anew.
✒️: Fayre Skye
(originally shared on social media as part of the VSS365 challenge for the prompt: Dapple)









