I die half my life and live the rest.
I dance without music and breathe without breath.

What am I ?

I didn't read all the posts, but as far as I can tell this was never mentioned.  My guess is a heart.  This would obviously be poetic and not literal.  It is constantly losing and gaining blood (dying and living).  It flutters (dances).  And its constant pumping could be seen as breathing.

Posted by Bryson on 2005-12-16 14:23:37