The Farmer and the Poet

A Farmer was tilling his land on a bright sunny day, dreaming of the sweetness of his fruits of labour, when a Poet passed by the road along his land.

Proud of his labour's work, the farmer called out to the Poet, "Oh kind sir! Have a look at my labour's fruit. I till the land to feed the stomachs of my fellow-men and nourish their bodies. Of what greater good is your idle poetry?"

Smiling at that question oft asked by all, the Poet replied, "I till words to nourish your soul. For when your soul trembles like a a candle when touched by another soul, I give you the words that your heart wants to sing, but your tongue can't."