Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the canvas of her gaze, a universe unfolds,
A tapestry of blues and grays, where shadows hold.
Her eyes, a portal to the soul's profound,
A silent witness to the world around.
Brushstrokes dance in vibrant hues, a symphony of light,
Each stroke a whisper, each hue a silent flight.
Her presence commands, yet her spirit is free,
A prismatic sovereign, eternally.
In her eyes, the viewer finds a mirror,
A reflection of their own inner fire.
Her gaze, a question, a challenge, a call,
To embrace the light and let the shadows fall.
This portrait is not just a face, but a journey,
A map of emotions, a path to discovery.
Through her eyes, we see the world anew,
A prismatic sovereign, guiding us through.
Her presence is a reminder, a beacon of hope,
That in the chaos, beauty can still cope.
Her gaze, a promise, a testament to grace,
A prismatic sovereign, forever in place.