Answer:
Sometimes dark and sometimes bright, I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call, yet mountains I cannot move at all. What am I?
my rings are not worth much but they do tell my age.
So simple, that I can only point. Yet I guide men all over the world.
I can fall off a building and live but in water I will die.
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as flesh, but my heart is made of stone. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.