Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the depths of the eye, a world unfolds,
A kaleidoscope of fire and ice, where dreams are told.
The iris, a canvas of embers and frost,
Whispers secrets of the soul, a silent host.
Each droplet on the lashes, a tear or a star,
Reflects the universe, both near and far.
The pupil, a portal to the infinite,
A gateway to the past, the present, and the future's site.
This eye, a mirror of the soul's profound,
Holds the essence of life, both known and unbound.
It speaks of journeys, both taken and yet to be,
A beacon of hope, a reminder of me.
Through its gaze, the world is seen anew,
A tapestry of light and shadow, both true and true.
For in this eye, the spirit resides,
A prismatic sovereign, where all tides collide.