Answer:
I am flora not fauna. I am foliage not trees. I am shrubbery not grass.
I move without wings, between silken strings. I leave as you find my substance behind. What am I?
I have feet on my head
Oh lord! I am not worthy! I bend my limbs to the ground. I cry yet without a sound. Let me drink of waters deep. And in silence I will weep.
I am Invisible Man's drink at snack time
The profession of Jimi Hendrix and Eric Clapton