Creator Spirit

Creator Spirit, She whispers in my ear when I'm talking to someone else, and I can't quite hear what She is saying, but I completely lose my train of thought in the conversation.
Creator Spirit, He sings to me in thunderstorms, the song my soul knows by heart.
Creator Spirit, It sends butterflies to flit around the flowers I'm walking past, when I'm walking the same path I walk every day, and tend to forget to actually look around me.
Creator Spirit, They show me random colors out of the corner of my eye.
Creator Spirit, We dance through my dreams in the most outrageous costumes.
Creator Spirit, I blow the breeze across my face, and the scent on the breeze tickles my memories.