A heavy weight upon your back, Whether responsibility or horse's tack, You're sat in this if you have control, Grab the reins or handlebars and go!

Most people don’t think about me until a little icon turns red.

Back and forth, higher and higher, Extend your legs and reach even farther.

I am born from a strike, a diamond, or a glass, A flash of bright magic that quickly will pass. I dance in the eyes of a person in love, And mimic the stars shining brightly above. I can live in your water, your wine, or your tea, Creating bubbles that long to be free. I am glitter and glamour, a brilliant display, Yet without any light, I will vanish away.

I sit quietly and do a thousand things at once, I keep your words, your games, your work, your notes. I do not think like you do, yet I can still help you think, And when you press my keys or tap my screen, I come alive. I can be big or small, fast or slow, But I am always ready when you need me most. What am I?