Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
Beneath the night's embrace, a radiant crown ascends,
A beacon of light where dreams are spun.
The stadium's glow, a symphony of hues,
A canvas of hope, where stories are won.
Purple and blue, a tapestry of time,
Where echoes of cheers and silences intertwine.
The architecture stands, a sentinel of joy,
A testament to the human spirit's unyielding voice.
In its embrace, we find our own reflection,
A mirror of unity, where hearts align.
The colors dance, a rhythm of life,
A reminder that we are all part of this divine.
The Prismatic Sovereign, a guardian of dreams,
A place where the ordinary becomes extraordinary.
Its light calls forth the courage within,
A beacon guiding us to the horizon's edge.
For in its glow, we see not just a stadium,
But a symbol of hope, a sanctuary of peace.
The Prismatic Sovereign, a timeless tale,
Where the human spirit forever takes flight.