Answer:
Light hides me and darkness kills me. What am I?
I have palms but not on hands I offer foods from distant lands When at my peak you'll see me smoke I'm famous for my friendly folk My flowers grow and yet they lay There's fire where a man will play.
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
I am commonly abbreviated to H
I move without wings Between silken string I leave as you find My substance behind.
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.