Made to hold those that soar through the sky. It lets them fly a little, yet keeps them visible for guests to view.

I wander the world without a single shoe Yet every path I travel feels fresh and new I wear many faces but keep no disguise I sleep in the clouds and fall from the skies I carve through the mountains with patience alone Turning the hardest of giants to stone I mirror the moon and awaken the sun I gather in rivers that endlessly run The forests rejoice when they hear my song Without my embrace they cannot grow strong I can whisper so softly or thunder with might I sparkle by day and I shimmer by night You cannot truly keep me no matter your art Yet I have been living inside every heart Tell me traveler before I depart What am I

To compose a letter to an abbreviated prison for female swans that can break swords.

I am a flower, but also a fire breathing lizard that you can break in half. Probably.

I’m bitter when freshly picked. You will have to cure me before I’m edible. Press me if you want to use me for cooking. I also like burly sailors with tattoos.