It's a long and complicated chain. The bottom is the strong foundation. The star shines on the greens, its feeding, like a nurturing baby.
It's own existence is unverified. when disaster strikes, the body has collapsed, and the soul of nature is disturbed, mother nature meets its curve, however their are many being destroyed, but nature is so wise, it can take the challenge. The invisible wind flaps the weightless shapes of green. Though the bottom is the foundation, there is even more below, sucking from the mother. And last, but most significant, the motionless body is a home.

What am I?