Answer:
Though easy to spot, when allowed to plume, It is hard to see, when held in a room.
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. Who am I?
Only two backbones and thousands of ribs.
What points the way without a hand. It floats on water but exists on land?
A tiny bead, like fragile glass, strung along a cord of grass.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.