The landscape was an eternal vision of hungry grass, all encompassing in it's wide vista; The cry of a dozen dreamers and believers in emerald waves of fervor blessed the virgin skies and the bond of grass, unique in fray and fringed horizons, in the singsong grasp of affection and tender embrace, " Ahhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmm, Ahhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa." they sang in confederate breaths of exaltation, of invocation to the greater gods of existence. Just a sample from Fantasy and Science Fiction. A great read for the muse in you.