Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the canvas of time, a soul ascends,
A mosaic of light and shadow, a tapestry of dreams.
Her gaze, a mirror of the cosmos,
Reflects the infinite journey of the spirit.
Each fragment of color, a whisper of the past,
A story untold, yet etched in the fabric of her being.
Her eyes, windows to the soul,
Hold the weight of worlds, yet remain untouched by time.
The prismatic hues dance upon her form,
A symphony of life, love, and loss.
She stands as a beacon, a guide,
A reminder that within each of us lies a sovereign.
Her presence is not just a portrait,
But a call to embrace the light within,
To rise above the chaos,
And become the architects of our own destinies.
For in her eyes, we see ourselves,
And in her strength, we find our own.