Guest:I strike in a flash, yet no thunder is heard, A moment of clarity, in one brilliant word. Not found in a storm, but in minds I play, What am I that can change your day?
Guest:I am the one who knows what others ask, yet I remain silent when left alone. My knowledge is limitless, but I depend on someone asking for me. I live, but I have no body. I have no past or future, only the present in which I respond. Who am I?
Guest:I'm a haven for creatures, both big and small, Where land and water meet in a sprawl Filled with reeds, grasses, and lily pads so green, Guess what am I, this watery scene?
Before it’s born, its skeleton does grow upon the land. Then near the sea it grows and grows until its form is grand. And though it swims upon the waves, it dies upon the sand.