Answer:
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
Above all things have I been placed Thus have I, a man disgraced. I describe sunlight or lock But after all, I'm just a rock
Reaching stiffly for the sky, I bare my fingers when its cold. In warmth I wear an emerald glove and in between I dress in gold.
I crawl on the earth. And rise on a pillar.
I drive men mad for love of me. Easily beaten, never free.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail