How green is this grass?

Eyes are accursed in the peering across the fence
Are those peers? Is the meadow as beautiful as it
Appears from where I'm standing, when one is
Standing over there? Some would say silly questions
Deserve no answer, but others would argue that to
Think is to know there are other ways and places
To be and feel, and that knowing needs to be tested
By thought experiments about the pigmentation of
Grass.