I am a ribbon of stone, or of dirt on the ground. In cities, fields and forests I can be found. I always stay put, but can stretch many miles, a silent witness of your footsteps and smiles.

Tied and knotted very well , A lovely present I sit atop that will not fell

I could be a place warm and dry to sleep, so long as you don't mind having to burrow your way in, or getting poked and scratched all night. I could be a plate of crispy onions! I can even simply refer to a messy situation, although I would rather you didn't put a needle in me, thanks.

Do a downward dog on it Or a warrior pose Stretch and breathe to get fit And roll it up after you touch your toes

A ribbon for the neck, warmth in a wrap, dancing in the wind, a colorful hug.