Doer of a Thousand Things

What seems common,

at first glance?

What has no legs,

but still can dance?

What can roll,

but not go far?

What can twinkle,

like a star?

What speaks truth,

but not in words?

Can be discerned,

though never heard?

What can swim,

but must not dry?

Bear hues of earth,

or of the sky?

What both can

and cannot hold?

What, at times,

is shy or bold?

What reflects

the things unseen?

What can undress

caress, demean?

What, in silence,

screams for aid?

For love? For hope?

Says “I’m afraid?”

What can one

find anywhere,

and yet each one;

unique, thus rare?