Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the heart of chaos, a sphere of light,
A canvas of colors, a symphony of sight.
Reds and greens dance, a vibrant ballet,
A world within, where emotions are set.
The brushstrokes drip, a cascade of dreams,
Each hue a whisper, each splash a stream.
A rose within, a symbol of grace,
A talisman of hope, a timeless space.
The viewer sees, in this abstracted form,
A mirror of self, a journey to be born.
For in the chaos, there lies a core,
A center of strength, a soul's true lore.
The Prismatic Sovereign, a beacon bright,
Guides the wanderer through the night.
Its colors speak, a language of soul,
A reminder that beauty can heal the whole.