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