You Are

You are

You are a note

You are a landing

You are the ground beneath me

You are a figure

You are a form

You are a boat upon the sea

You are a sweeping of glass

You are a cleaning

You are words without a meaning

You are

You are a tidy kept room

A digital affirmation

You are a place I go often

With a patch of grass to lay in

You are graceful and gracious

You are a slew of loose dictations

You are a pebble on the sidewalk

A peaceful salutation

You are

You are a boom

You are a worldly addition

You are a harp inside a basement

And the plant sat in my kitchen

You are the spreading of ideas with capacity to listen

You are

You are a quickly labored breathing

You are a sense of indecision

You are a broken input buzzing

You are the mantra and the vision

You are a kick

You are a crash

You are