Through wind and rain I always play, I roam the earth, yet here I stay;I crumble stones, fire cannot harm;Yet I’m soft – you can touch me with your arm. What am I?
The ocean.
Source: Riotous Riddles
Through wind and rain I always play, I roam the earth, yet here I stay;I crumble stones, fire cannot harm;Yet I’m soft – you can touch me with your arm. What am I?
The ocean.
Source: Riotous Riddles