An infinite soul

I can smell the warm pink of a sunrise,
I can taste the sharp tang in a song,
I can read all the thoughts of a rain drop,
And give voice to a soft  patch of moss.

I can write you a soggy, cold morning,
or a day full of sunshine and warmth,
I can guide you through pages of colours,
write a river, and swim you accross.

I can see all the eyes that the wind has,
and can trace your hearts path with a line,
I can hold in my hand the whole ocean,
all your fears, and your heartache, can bind.

I can be in all places,
forever,
I can put the whole world on a page,
I can bring you fresh baked inspiration,
create in a day a new age!

For this reason alone,
I'm a poet,
I am blessed with an infinite soul,
and i'll never be bound or restricted,
when the keys to this doorway I hold!