Short poems riddles

Large as a mountain, small as a pea, Endlessly swimming in a waterless sea.

I have just one, but with eight to spare, I am usually friendly, but I sometimes act like I don't care. What am I?

It can be cracked, it can be made, It can be told, it can be played. What is it?

Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin, Light enough to caress the sky, Hard enough to crack rocks.

A slender body, a tiny eye, no matter what happens, I never cry. What am I?

I am the beginning of the end, and the end of time and space. I am essential to creation, and I surround every place.

What has roots as nobody sees, Is taller than trees, Up, up it goes And yet never grows?

Poke your fingers in my eyes and I will open wide my jaws. Linen cloth, quills, or paper, I will devour them all. What am I?

I don't have wings, but I can fly. I don't have eyes, but I will cry! What am I?

I have three eyes but only one leg. I still close one even if you beg. What am I?