Prismatic Sovereign

In the canvas of time, a symphony of hues, A city of colors, where dreams take root. Brushstrokes dance like whispers of the wind, A kaleidoscope of light, where shadows blend. The sky above, a canvas of fire and ice, A tapestry woven with the threads of life. The city below, a pulse of vibrant grace, A testament to the soul's unyielding space. Each splash of paint, a story untold, A journey through the heart, where colors unfold. The viewer becomes the painter, the canvas their soul, Transforming the ordinary into the sublime, whole. In this abstract realm, where reality fades, We find ourselves, in the heart of the shades. A prismatic sovereign, ruling the mind, Where the ordinary becomes extraordinary, refined.