Answer:
A house of wood in a hidden place. Built without nails or glue. High above the earthen ground. It holds pale gems of blue.
Today he is there to trip you up. And he will torture you tomorrow. Yet he is also there to ease the pain, when you are lost in grief and sorrow.
Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
What is yellow, looks like the moon and has seeds?
You get many of me, but never enough. After the last one, your life soon will snuff. You may have one of me but one day a year, When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
I saw the dead bring forth the living. I saw the living bring forth the dead. What did I see?