can anybody give me feedback on---"I am"?

I am lima bean green.

I am lazy August sky blue.

I am grape sucker tongue purple.

I am whip cream on hot chocolate white.

I am all that I can name,

and more I would like to.

So as this brush sweeps down on this canvas

I've realized that I am the brush.

The canvas.

The paint.

The colors.

I am the easel, and the walls.

I am the first drop of an inkling,

and the end stroke of a finished thought.

I am the dreamer of a beginning,

and the creator of an end.

I am the measure of satisfaction,

and the holder of completion.

I am the value of the open window,

and the exchange of a door closed.

I am a world of promise,

and a universe of hope.

I am an Artist,

and in that

I am

enough.