Welcome to Nature Lost and Found Art Gallery.

And they were the silver dreams,
The opal cast.
The tailored heart.
And soft in bowing,
They named their task,
And flew to shades that mirrored near,
A request to fly some unknown sail,
of favoured hue and human tear.
And they were the silver dreams.
That bid each passerby to stay,
And waved them onwards,
When they beheld,
Another dreamer in yesterday.

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