Clearly married but I'm a known wanderer. Some might remember an iconic old image of me trying a weird diet to boost my longevity. It's truly a coincidence that many now associate me with being gassy.

I appear in a face, but I am not a universal feature. You might see me in summer.

I emerge from a tear that refused to fall, leading to a deadly point's formation. I may look as pretty as a crystal, but heavy is my potential to be fatal. So beware! Do not to fall for my illusion. Steer clear from beneath me to avoid misfortune.

I am born of coldness, die into frost, yet in the middle, heat and life resides. I am counted, divided, yet whole, And return again, eternal as tides

I move so fast and can’t wait for you. Still, you can see me near and far