Answer:
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. You can see, and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-Βlegged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
What is weightless but takes two people to hold it?
The more of it there is, the less you see.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?