Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
Beneath the golden glow, a figure stands,
A crown of light upon her brow,
A symbol of strength, a silent call,
To rise above the shadows, to see it all.
Her gaze is steady, her heart is true,
A beacon in the storm, a guiding hue.
The pyramid she wears, a timeless sign,
Of wisdom, power, and the divine.
In her eyes, the world is reborn,
A tapestry of hope, a thread unspun.
She is the keeper of ancient lore,
A guardian of truth, forevermore.
Through trials and triumphs, her spirit shines,
A reminder that we are all divine.
For in her gaze, we find our own,
A mirror of strength, a soul made whole.
So let her light guide you on your way,
To claim your crown, to find your day.
For in her presence, we are one,
A symphony of hope, a world made won.