Answer:
In the night a mountain, in the morning a meadow.
Who works when he plays and plays when he works?
You use a knife to slice my head. And weep beside me when I am dead.
You can see nothing else, When you look in my face, I will look you in the eye, And I will never lie.
I don't think or eat or slumber. Or move around or fear thunder. Just like you I look the same but I can't harm you or be your bane.
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?