The path that many walked has disappeared amongst the brush. The shadow quivered in the charisma Of the hidden stars. The baleful bed of wildflowers cushioned his pain, Like chilly hands keeping him afloat.  The balance is perfectly maintained. The leaves and petals tickled his arms,  The fingers grasped tighter until an ache blossomed. The … Continue reading A Picture is Worth a Trillion Dollar$ Poem [1st]