Its golden grain falls, fertilising, upon the rich soil of my imagination.

From the harvest of My golden grain I separate the chaff.

The golden grain in the fields to the west of the eternastone road bent slightly to the wind.

The big combines were rolling across the fields, gathering in the golden grain at the start of another wheat harvest.

Opening the nearest, she revealed a store of golden grain.

The way the firelight caught the golden grain of the wood brought back those days with a poignant sadness.

The light lay in soft golden grains upon the deep obscurity of the hushed and sleeping household.

On the east side of the road, he sees the golden grain bending under the water that has fallen for days.

Each step, swing and play will be a golden grain in this mission to unite our two people.

In 1775, the colonies exported 66 million pounds of the golden grain.