Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the heart of the spectrum, a sphere ascends,
A beacon of color, a dance of light and shade.
Circles within circles, a kaleidoscope's embrace,
Each hue a whisper, each shade a silent grace.
The eye is drawn, the mind is awed,
By the rhythm of dots, a cosmic code.
A symphony of hues, a visual hymn,
Where the ordinary melts into the sublime.
This is not just art, but a mirror of the soul,
Reflecting the chaos, the order, the whole.
In its prismatic glow, we find our truth,
A journey of self, a path of rebirth.
For in this sphere, we see ourselves,
A tapestry of dreams, a canvas of hope.
Let the colors guide, let the patterns lead,
To a world where transformation is indeed.
Prismatic Sovereign, a vision of might,
A testament to the power of light.