Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the heart of the storm, where colors collide,
A beast of legend rises, fierce and wild.
Its mane a cascade of rainbows, untamed,
A symphony of hues that the heavens claim.
Eyes ablaze with the fire of ancient lore,
Claws that grasp the essence of time and more.
A guardian of dreams, a sentinel of light,
Its presence ignites the soul's eternal fight.
Through the chaos of life, it stands as a guide,
A beacon of hope in the darkest tide.
Its roar echoes the voice of the untamed spirit,
A call to rise, to break the chains of fear.
In its gaze, we see our own reflection,
A mirror of strength, a testament to connection.
For in its vibrant form, we find our own,
A reminder that beauty is our true crown.
So let the Prismatic Sovereign lead the way,
Through the trials of life, through the endless day.
For in its colors, we find our own truth,
A journey of transformation, a path of youth.