See me crawl and see me creep, but you'll never see me run or leap. I roam across the verdant floor, but look high up and you'll see more. I don't mean to hide as I cling to the side of foliage taller than wide.

I am born from hydrogen, but I do not come from a lab. You feel me when I am visible.

Going around like a moon, I can be au naturel or tech's boon. If you look up and I am not there, you may see me soon.

I am an animal named with two words, a place, in which I am not from, and another animal, in which I am not related to.

I flicker soft in twilight’s grip, a tiny dancer on night’s lip. I wear a lantern on my back, to guide the dark along its track. Though not a star, I briefly shine, what am I? A tiny glow divine.