Grass is a creature of the wind.
Of the wind.
It’s even pollinated by the wind.
It is a sheath for water drawn up by light.
It streams in the air.
Is that not wind?
Between the stars, the wind doesn’t do this:
Without grass, the wind doesn’t do this:
The sun takes many forms on earth:
Giant rye grass is one.
On the earth, the sun is not in the sky. It is in the grass.
Go now, and walk in the sun.