And now it [grass] seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves, Tenderly will I use you curling grass,It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men, It may be if I had known them I would have loved them, It may be you from old people, or from offspring taken soon out of their mother's laps,  And here you are the mothers' 
Walt Whitman
goodness, grass, graves, love-of-nature, nature, respect