Answer:
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
What goes in, but never through? I've got some and so do you. We might lend one, or even two, but only if our trust is true.
What points the way without a hand. It floats on water but exists on land?
Two people are born at the same moment, but they don't have the same birthdays. How could this be?
Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?