Answer:
Tiny creatures that have a special relationship with flowers.
From that which comes within itself, It builds its table on my shelf.
My first is in window but not in pane. My second's in road but not in lane. My third is in oval but not in round. My fourth is in hearing but not in sound. My whole is known as a sign of peace. And from Noah's ark won quick release.
Holding two swords and eight spears. Dressed in a cow-leather tunic. He peeks through a hole in the door.
A warrior among the flowers, he bears a thrusting sword. He uses it whenever he must, to defend his golden hoard.
I hold two meanings. With one I may be broken, with the other I hold on. What am I?