I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, yet I come alive with wind. I can repeat what you say, but I never understand it. What am I?

Two or four step on the court, Chasing points in this fast sport. Over the net, the battle goes, With rackets swinging to and fro. What is it?

I trap what cannot be held, Bend time without a clock. I make summer out of whispers And silence out of frost. I’m seen straight through, yet change what’s true What am I?

Soft though I seem, if upon me you lay, it's the very last thing you'll do that day.

Did you hear about the dyslexic, agnostic, insomniac? He stayed awake all night, wondering if there really is a...