Answer:
It can pierce the best armor and make swords crumble with a rub, yet for all its power It can't harm a wooden club.
What is it that makes tears without sorrow and takes its journey to heaven?
The older they are the less wrinkles they have.
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.
The more of them you take, the more you leave behind. What are they?
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.