Six Winged Seraph Patron of Arts

He was flaming when he alighted in my mind I was horrified, not realizing I had a talent You have two he informed me And I am the patron judge of both I decided to look him up later Pay attention! He said. You are to write; I rolled my eyes. And paint! He said this with a mean glare. I was terrified; wondering if I had lost my mind. Begin! He commanded. I began to jot scribbles onto a pad. He tore them up. Made me begin over and over. Finally said “Let’s start with painting”. I was relieved I did not have a single drop of paint.