Answer:
The root tops the trunk on this backward thing, that grows in the winter and dies in the spring.
Though I have neither legs nor feet, my use is for to go; Although I cannot speak, I tell what others want to know
What force and strength cannot get through. I, with a gentle touch, can do. Many in the street would stand. Were I not a friend at hand.
When it is alive we sing, when it is dead we clap our hands. What is it?
As a whole, I am both safe and secure. Behead me, I become a place of meeting. Behead me again, I am the partner of ready. Restore me, I become the domain of beasts.
What age most travelers have?