Answer:
A caribbean shape that makes ships disappear
It holds most knowledge that has ever been said. But is not the brain, is not the head. To feathers and their masters, it's both bane and boonΒ One empty, and one full.
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped
High born, my touch is gentle. Purest white is my lace. Silence is my kingdom. Green is the color of my death.
I grow where no flower grows, where no light touches the walls, up or down, that I don't care, was here before people were.
I will disappear every time you say my name.