Today,I am reflective,On how we make assumptions,About others.How easy it is,To hate,From a distance.How hard it is,To hate,Up close.How do we nurture compassion,In such a broken world?It seems like the ground is too dry,Cracked,Infertile.Nothing grows in these conditions.How do we learn,To hold each other gently?Careful,Not to bend,Or break,The tender new growth.Is there a way,To compost,All…