Answer:
I tremble at each breath of air, and yet can heaviest burdens bear. What am I?
Although glory but not at my best. Power will fall to me when the man who made me dies.
In buckles or lace I help set the pace. The farther you go the thinner I grow.
I am a word with 5 letters. Bold are the first; true are the second; playful are the third; clever are the fourth; forceful are the fifth.
Walk on the living, they donβt even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.