Answer:
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh but my heart is made of stone.
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
The thunder comes before the lightning and the lightning comes before the cloud The rain dries all the land it touches wrapping the earth in a blood red shroud.
What can you hold in your right hand but not in your left hand?
I am between earth and heaven. What am I?
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.