Answer:
What can be heard and caught but never seen?
I have rivers without water. Forests without trees. Mountains without rocks. Towns without houses.
I don't have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now I'm white and empty.
You get many of me, but never enough. After the last one, your life soon will snuff. You may have one of me but one day a year, When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
I am the third from a sparkle bright, I thrive throughout the day and night. Deep in the path of a cows white drink. I've had thousands of millions of years to think. But one of my creatures is killing me. And so the question I ask to thee, is
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.