No mouth but I speak, no ears but I am heard, no body but I'm alive

I get shot, held underwater and hung but yet I'm alive

The vessel of life, a symphony of senses, where bones and dreams intertwine like a dancer's grace. It carries all, from whisper to roar, a universe within, both fragile and fierce.

I dance but i dont live, im wild but im contained, what am i?

I carry you though I never walk, I face the ground but never talk. I wear down slowly day by day, While helping you along your way.