my cap is no crown, yet i have my own kingdom networks below, its own kind of freedom though i don’t swim, i may still have gills i can change your perception, dance on tongues, or kill

I’m a tiny forest at first glance, green branches packed in a single stance. I’m firm when raw, I soften with heat, and though I look like a tree, I’m something you eat.

I sound fierce, but I barely bite, I wear four windows, kissed by light. I zip and hover, blink and fly, more fairy than a beast, what am I?

When raindrops dance, I stand guard forever, Shielding you from wind and weather. With a gentle twist, my arms open wide, A portable roof, where dry you abide.

In the morning, I slip through the blinds, A golden line that the sleepy mind finds. I can make you want to play, So long as the clouds are astray, A dazzling thread that the day unwinds.