Answer:
The more you take, the more you leave behind.
I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
What can be seen but never found that only hides in the unwound?
Runs smoother than any rhyme, loves to fall but cannot climb.
As light as a feather, but you canβt hold it for ten minutes.
What do angels sing in the shower?