Answer:
I am the hole in the night, the ever watchful eye. I return in a cycle, to enlighten the sky.
You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see.
A nut cracker up in a tree.
When I get closer my tail grows longer, but when I go away my tail leads the way.
Turn us on our backs and open up our stomachs you will be the wisest of men though at start a lummox.
I can only be played on a windy day