Answer:
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
I am the tool, for inspiring many. Buy me in the store, for not much more than a penny. Don't overuse me, or my usefulness will go.
What has three feet but no arms or legs?
As beautiful as the setting sun, as delicate as the morning dew. An angel's dusting from the stars. That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?