Answer:
What moves without seeing and cries without eyes?
A tree with 5 branches, no leaves and no fruits
A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four.
My life can be measured in hours. I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
Thousands lay up gold within this house. But no man made it. Spears past counting guard this house, but no man wards it.
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.