A sea of green waving to whoever passes by~
Losing their blues as they slowly turn dry~
Leaving a golden corpse on the land~
Resembling the realm of sand~
But soon disappearing to reveal the brown beneath~
I'm as small as an ant, as big as a whale. I'll approach like a breeeze, but can come like a gale. By some I get hit, but all have shown fear. I'll dance to the music, though I can't hear. Of names I have many, of names I have one. I'm as slow as a snail, but from me you can't run.
What am I?