Answer:
Salty water everywhere but not sea in sight.
Walk on the living, they donβt even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble
The older they are the less wrinkles they have.
When the son of the water returns to the parent, it dies. What is it?
As a whole, I am both safe and secure. Behead me, I become a place of meeting. Behead me again, I am the partner of ready. Restore me, I become the domain of beasts.
I fly to any foreign parts assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts Nay I will tell you stranger things when I am not in haste I ride and then I mend my pace anon.