Answer:
You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see.
It is sometimes known to have silver linings.
Soldiers line up spaced with pride. Two long rows lined side by side. One sole unit can decide, if the rows will unite or divide.
My head bobs lazily in the sun. You think I'm cute. For my face is yellow my hair is white and my body is green.
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?