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