Answer:
What has two ends but no beginning?
Break it and it gets better, immediately set and harder to break again.
What cannot talk but will always reply when spoken to?
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
Small, containing light, You'll need it in the dark, It will provide that spark, and shine into the night. Will light up any pyre, 'Cause it can help make a fire.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?