Answer:
There are millions of me. I am very small but when moving fast I am deadly.
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,
Voiceless it cries,Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.
It is weightless, you can see it. If you put it in a barrel it will make it lighter?
In birth I spring forth, in life I unfold. In death I wilt and die, but rebirth restores all.