Answer:
What surrounds the world, yet dwells within a thimble?
What loses its head in the morning and gets it back at night?
Today he is there to trip you up. And he will torture you tomorrow. Yet he is also there to ease the pain, when you are lost in grief and sorrow.
Without this, eating food and Steven Spielberg's career would be very different.
What flies without wings? What passes all things? What mends all sorrow? What brings the morrow?
I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind. I help others to see.