Answer:
A man who was outside in the rain without an umbrella or hat didn’t get a single hair on his head wet. Why?
What can't you see, hear or feel, until its too late. What shadows love, and shopkeepers hate?
As soft as silk, as white as milk, as bitter as gall, a thick green wall, and a green coat covers me all.
I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken.
I am black when I am clean and white when I am dirty?
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.