Answer:
A device for finding furniture in the dark.
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.
Reaching stiffly for the sky, I bare my fingers when its cold. In warmth I wear an emerald glove and in between I dress in gold.
I never was, am always to be. No one ever saw me, nor ever will. And yet I am the confidence of all, To live and breath on this terrestrial ball.
Talks like this, a green wise man does. Guess my clue, you will.
Mountains will crumble and temples will fall. And no man can survive its endless call.