Answer:
What can be filled with empty hands?
What does no man want, yet no man want to lose?
Hoofed frolicking.
It is by nature, soft as silk; A puffy cloud, white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop
Man walks over, and man swims under. In times of war, it can be burned asunder. What is it?
What is always coming but never arrives?