Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
Beneath the kaleidoscope of light, a lion stands,
A guardian of dreams, a beacon of might.
Its mane, a cascade of colors untamed,
A symphony of hues, a soul unshamed.
Each stroke of light, a whisper of power,
A testament to the wild and the flower.
Its eyes, a portal to realms untold,
A mirror reflecting the soul's bold.
In its gaze, the viewer is drawn,
To the depths of their own, unspoken dawn.
For in this lion, we see ourselves,
A reflection of strength, a mirror of help.
The prismatic glow, a path untold,
A journey of transformation, a soul's gold.
Through its eyes, we find our own,
A lion within, a heart unconfined.
So let the colors guide your way,
Through the labyrinth of life's play.
For in this sovereign, we find our light,
A prismatic path, a journey of might.