Wow! Beautifully crafted! This piece has a quiet, wind-borne tenderness to it. The metaphor of cheatgrass as the inner landscape is striking—an image of something common, scrappy, even invasive, turned here into a field where kindness can move like weather. The poem’s strength lies in how it contrasts “diaspora of knowledge and errors” with the simple, deliberate act of choosing kindness, suggesting that clarity isn’t found in knowing more but in softening inwardly. It feels like a gentle reminder that even a mind full of noise can become a place where compassion takes root.