Lighter than what I am made of, more of me is hidden then is seen.

Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I will follow no matter how fast you run, yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.

My life can be measured in hours. I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.

I am seen in the water. If seen in the sky, I am in the rainbow, a jay’s feather, and lapis lazuli.

Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.