Answer:
What goes through a door but never goes in. And never comes out?
I cut through evil like a double edged sword, and chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise, through battles fought with heart and mind, instead of with my gaze.
In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
Thousands lay up gold within this house, But no man made it. Spears past counting guard this house, But no man wards it.
Has no feet, but travels far. Is literate, but not a scholar. Has no mouth, yet clearly speaks.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail