Answer:
I can run but not walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind.
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see.
What asks but never answers?
I can move even when you are still. I can be one or many.
You can always see it, but it's too far away to touch. Mountains rest on it, and at sea it surrounds you. What is it?
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail