Answer:
What gets closer when you blink?
Until I am measured I am not known, Yet how you miss me when I have flown.
What can you throw but not catch?
We are few to the wise; We are abundant to the drunken; We can calm the beast and are precious to the child; We can devour the heart, without piercing the skin
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.