Answer:
I plow and plow, but never sow. What am I?
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin light enough to fly in the sky and strong enough to crack rocks.
I wonβt break if you throw me off from the highest building but I will break if you place me in the ocean.
Sometimes dark and sometimes bright I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call yet mountains I cannot move at all. My face is marred and gray But I'm majestic anyway
I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe for I have no lung
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.