The black child of a white father

Question: I am the black child of a white father, a wingless bird, flying even to the clouds of heaven.
I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me, even though there is no cause for grief, and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.

What am I?

Question: Resurrected, they descend by the millions. Sometimes, to nourish and give life. Other times, to take lives or destroy. They have been known to fill entire valleys and block roads only to disappear before executing their long journey back to the top. What are they?

Question: What tastes better than it smells?

Question: What goes in the water black and comes out red?

Question: What asks but never answers?

Question: I have 6 faces and 21 eyes, but can't see a thing. What am I?