Answer:
Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt, my merest touch brings laughter.
I have a tongue, but do not talk. I follow close, but neither run nor walk. Coupled and hitched, but never married. You couldn't bear the load I've carried.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land
I’m grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.