You might have lived without me had I not given you so much, I hurt you when we touch, you make, and take life with me; I have no shadow, yet I do.

I can break and bend. I can fall, rise, and wend. I can be fast or slow, I can be wide or narrow. I may be many things as I run, from where I begun. I hope to carve the earth, and never wither. Of course, I am a?

I never bloom, yet green I stay, with frilly leaves that softly sway. In shady spots I love to grow, a woodland friend you’ve come to know. No flowers here, but don’t you spurn, I’m leafy, lush, I am a?

I point the way to where you are, through storm and shadow, near and far. With needle’s dance, both calm and mild, I call to every sailor, ocean’s wild.

Seven siblings, but I'm the best Sixth moon marks my fest, I'm hard to swallow, mote it be, The maned king's got family