Prismatic Sovereign

In the canvas of her gaze, a universe unfolds, A symphony of colors, a storm of souls. Her eyes, windows to the infinite, hold The echoes of a world both wild and bold. Brushstrokes dance like whispers on the wind, Each hue a story, each shade a mind. Her face, a canvas where dreams are spun, A tapestry of life, both known and undone. The vibrant hues, a rebellion of light, A declaration of her unyielding might. Her presence, a force that cannot be tamed, A beacon of strength, a soul unshamed. In her gaze, we see ourselves reflected, A mirror of our own untamed potential. Her colors, a language of the heart, A call to rise, to never depart. For in her eyes, the world is reborn, A prismatic sovereign, forever adorned.