Hidden in fruit, pod, and tree The weary find strength when they ingest me Black, Brown, Green or via flying Red longhorn I shall give you all the fire that you so mourn

No matter how fast or far you run, you will never reach me, yet I will never move.

I move without feet, yet I carry you far, I’m measured in moments, not bound to a star. I heal every wound, I erode every wall, I am the river that none can rewind

I can be soap. I am the start of something new, a ritual the earth sees way too often. I can be the moment when realisation hits.

I am known for for my many different caps, but I do not wear any types of hats. You might think of me as a fun guy. me.