Answer:
I cannot be bought cannot be sold even if Iβm sometimes made of gold.
I have three feet but no arms or legs
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
You do not want me when you donβt have me but when you have me you don't want to lose me.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt my merest touch brings laughter.
I march before armies a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.