Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
Beneath the veil of twilight's embrace,
A prism ascends, a silent, radiant face.
Its eye, a portal to the infinite,
A gateway where the soul finds its release.
The ocean whispers, a symphony of grace,
Its waves a dance of time and space.
The sky above, a tapestry of light,
A canvas painted with the stars' delight.
The prism stands, a beacon of the mind,
A symbol of the truths we leave behind.
Its form, a bridge between the seen and unseen,
A mirror to the depths of what we've been.
In its gaze, we find our own reflection,
A journey's start, a transformation's direction.
The Prismatic Sovereign, a guide so wise,
A light that leads us through the endless skies.