Answer:
I am nothing really at all, Yet I am easily foundΝΎ Ignore me at your own peril, and you might end up crowned!
I have rivers without water. Forests without trees. Mountains without rocks. Towns without houses.
I am the hole in the night, the ever watchful eye. I return in a cycle, to enlighten the sky.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high, Eastern art from ancient time, Name me now and solve this rhyme.
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
It rows quickly with four oars but never comes out from under his own roof. What is it?