Answer:
You can hold it without using your hands or your arms. What is it?
When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
The more holes you cover the lower it goes.
What flies forever, Rests never?
By Moon or by Sun, I shall be found. Yet I am undone, if there's no light around.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?