Answer:
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
Makes arrows fly and kites soar!
Meat that has been cured by being cut into long, thin strips and dried
What never asks questions but is often answered?
If you blow past your destination, you'll have to throw your car into this.
I will disappear every time you say my name.