I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, yet I come alive with wind. I can run but never walk, Have a mouth but never talk. I can drown you, yet I have no lungs. Break me, and I grow stronger.

It is often overlooked, With no purpose other than to fill space Yet it can lend charm to what would otherwise be emptiness

A state of knowing reached with no deliberation A product of the subconscious? Often improved with experience

I am famous for not rhyming. May this riddle color you intrigued?

I open like a book but for reading, I have keys but no lock I work when you tap, sleep when you shut I travel with you, yet stay on your lap.