Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the canvas of her gaze, a universe unfolds,
A kaleidoscope of colors, where dreams are told.
Her eyes, a portal to realms untold,
A symphony of hues, where the soul is bold.
Each stroke a whisper, each hue a song,
A tapestry woven with threads of strong.
Her presence, a beacon, a guiding light,
In the chaos of life, a serene sight.
The brushstrokes dance, a rhythm divine,
A symphony of life, a timeless line.
Her face, a canvas, a story untold,
A mirror to the soul, where we are made whole.
In her gaze, we find our own reflection,
A journey of self, a transformation.
Her colors, a language, a silent call,
To embrace the light, to rise above all.
Prismatic Sovereign, a queen of hues,
A symbol of strength, a beacon of views.
In her presence, we find our own grace,
A journey of self, a path of embrace.