Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the canvas of dreams, where colors dance and sing,
A sovereign rises, her gaze a mirror of the soul.
Her eyes, a storm of blues and greens, hold the universe,
A silent rebellion against the chains of time.
Her hair, a cascade of fire and shadow, whispers tales
Of freedom and the wild, untamed spirit within.
Each brushstroke is a heartbeat, a pulse of life,
A testament to the power of the human form.
The background, a symphony of cool blues and vibrant hues,
Echoes the depths of her soul, both serene and fierce.
She stands as a beacon, a guide through the chaos,
A reminder that beauty is found in the bold.
In her presence, we see ourselves reflected,
A mirror of our own untapped potential.
Her strength, her grace, her defiance—these are ours,
If we dare to embrace the colors of our own soul.
Prismatic Sovereign, you are the light that leads,
The fire that burns, the calm that soothes.
In your gaze, we find the courage to be free,
To rise above, to shine, to be.