In salad church we bow our heads. ‘Word’ pray: before prayers said.

I wear two faces in a single life First a coin of fire, then a globe of flight I carry wishes on the wind I die to multiply, vanish to remain What am I?

I am very comfortable to lay in but difficult to sit on. Stretch me between two trees on a nice day and have yourself a little nap.

I carry two swords but am gentle by nature. I fear nothing, except a mouse maybe? I speak in a voice so deep and low, that human ears will never know. My memory is famously excellent, Have you guessed, I am an ...

I shed my past without regret, slipping through grass without a step.