Answer:
What flies without wings? What passes all things? What mends all sorrow? What brings the morrow?
A word I know, six letters it contains. Subtract just one and twelve remains.
Both punishment and sweet reward, It will befall both fool and lord. It is a spiritual scoreboard, Your every deed it does record.
A mile from end to end, yet as close to as a friend. A precious commodity, freely given. Seen on the dead and on the living. Found on the rich, poor, short and tall, but shared among children most of all.
What goes in the water black and comes out red?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?