The dune grass or marram grass or ammophila which can be found at the coast of Lake Michigan (for instance) is an interesting plant. It likes to watch and protect the border between the lake and the sand, protecting the latter with its extensive root systems.
Its religion is that of the wind. Its longest stalks barely touch the ground, but when swayed by the wind, they leave traces in a indecipherable language.
It is precise, beautiful, and temporary.
And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew, but the grass did it anyway.
What human artist would dare to compete?