Prismatic Sovereign

In a tapestry of hues, where colors dance and sing, A symphony of spheres, each one a vibrant thing. They gather, they whisper, in a cosmic embrace, A kaleidoscope of life, a boundless, endless space. Each bead a story, each hue a memory, A journey through time, a tapestry of history. The reds of passion, the blues of the deep, The greens of growth, the yellows of the sun's heat. Here, in this mosaic, lies the soul's reflection, A mirror of dreams, a canvas of affection. For in these beads, we see ourselves, we find, A piece of the universe, a fragment of the mind. Let this art be your guide, your beacon, your light, A reminder that beauty is both day and night. For in the prismatic dance, we find our truth, A sovereign self, in the embrace of the universe's youth.