Answer:
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams, my merest touch brings laughter
What kind of table has no legs?
Be sure to shout for its answers are weak, but there is no language it cannot speak.
It is more feared than fear itself, And no one can escape it. It takes no sides and does not judge, it does not know to hold a grudge. It is the most clearest result, Of how life beats you by default.
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?