Answer:
It is sometimes known to have silver linings.
I look at you, you look at me, I raise my right, you raise your left.
Grows from the ground, bushes and grass, leaves of yellow, red and brow, unruly plants, get the axe, trim the hedge back down.
Whatβs black in the morning, red in the afternoon, and white at night?
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.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?