Riddles

[Raven]

I am what all answers to riddles are
Until you discover the answer.
I am what people say they seek about life
Or the universe
Or the answer to all things difficult
That many would wish easy.

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

A mystery?

[Raven]

A mystery until you know
And when you know
You have me until you share.

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

A secret?

[Raven]

That is correct . . .

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

I am served at a table, In gatherings of two or four;
Served small, white and round.
You'll love some, And that's part of the fun.
What am I?

[Raven]

The first time I read it I couldn't make anything of it. The second time I'm thinking ping pong / table tennis.

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

Yeah, that's it.

[Raven]

It is true I have both face and hands,
      And move before your eye:
Yet when I go, my body stands;
      And when I stand, I lie.

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

A grandfather clock?

[Raven]

A clock it is!

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

You can see nothing else
When you look in my face,
I will look you in the eye
And I will never lie.

[Raven]

I've read this one before; a reflection or a mirror, I think.

Few seek me
But multitudes trample me in seeking
Long, weary, and myriad are my ways
As through the seasons I'm breaking
And those who trod upon me where I lay
Care little but for taking
their tired steps away.

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

Grass?

[Raven]

Sometimes, old, I wear a cloak of grass
Sometimes, young, I wear a concrete cast
Sometimes, ancient, I was built to last
Sometimes, quickly, I am built to pass
But often you wend your way upon me.