I have sharp eyes and strong claws. I soar high above mountains and trees. My wings are wide, and my nest is high. What am I?

I wear a thousand colors’ guise, a gemstone of firelight before your eyes. No flame am I, yet fire I keep, In autumn’s grasp, my secrets sleep.

I'm a time and a falcon, a number and a raven. I'm a young adult and an entree, a buffalo and a cowboy. When I'm on television, I get high ratings. When I travel, I get free shipping. And when you put me all together, you see beauty in everything.

I’m small and red with seeds outside, Sweet to taste and loved worldwide. In cakes and jams I often stay What am I, can you say?

When the day turns to night in a cosmic hide-and-seek, the sky wears its shadowy mask, dancing in celestial mystery, leaving sunbathers puzzled and astronomers delighted.