Answer:
One by one we fall from heaven down into the depths of past, And our world is ever upturned so that yet some time weโll last.
As destructive as life, As healing as death; An institutioner of strife, Just as prone to bless. It is all that is good, Yet with an evil trend; As it was the beginning of things, It can also be the end.
I am always in front of you, but you will never see me. What am I?
What points the way without a hand. It floats on water but exists on land?
It holds most knowledge that has ever been said. But is not the brain, is not the head. To feathers and their masters, it's both bane and boonย One empty, and one full.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail