Spoiler
Writers are artists, and artists are strangely sensitive people. They're like petals. They react emotionally to things that should cause them to be amused. Ponder on every word, and try to reflect on your precise, artistic nature.
Do you hear whispers?
Petals, flitting, not dropping
Like warm- yet breezy- slippers
Finite, yet undying; living richly, yet crying
It is they, the winsome few,
Coming to lick a drop of dew
Not a pitter, not a patter,
And yet they walk, for they’re not of matter.
