Having been me, you’re sorry for me, Though I may seal your fate, The foil of a set alarm, I and a rabbit had a date.

I buzz in kitchens, quick to tease, I lift you high above the seas. I guard your pants with subtle grace, And reel in fish with silken lace.

Red, blue, or gold, my colors you may know. If you don't, that's ok, you'll enjoy me anyway. What am I?

I carry no weapons, yet break through the stone, patient as time, I carve on my own. You’ll find me in valleys, in canyons I speak. Soft on the surface, my power runs deep. I mirror the sky and swallow the rain; a giver of life, now tell me my name.

Left to wander in the cloud, rejected by the spheres. Until I’m freed, sent on a trip that may take many years. Enjoy my tail from ages past, my intension, don’t assume. I may bring life to barren lands, or spell your very doom.