Answer:
I am created through suffering, inspiration, joy, and even despair. Born as an idea, and then presented to the human eye. Unlike living things, I never die. What am I?
I'm where yesterday follows today and tomorrow is in the middle. What am I?
What has roots that nobody sees and is taller than trees. Up up up it goes and yet never grows?
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.
What is full of holes but still holds water?
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.