Answer:
A caribbean shape that makes ships disappear
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
You can tumble in it, roll in it, burn it, animal eat it. Used to cover floors, still used beyond stall doors. Freshens whatever it is placed on. Absorbs whatever is poured into it.
Upon me you can tread, though softly under cover. And I will take you places, that you have yet to discover. I'm high, and I'm low, though flat in the middle. And though a joy to the children, adults think of me little.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
Difficult
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?