Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the embrace of blue, a canvas unfolds,
A symphony of petals, where colors hold.
A woman's gaze, a mirror of the soul,
Where dreams and reality intertwine and roll.
Roses bloom, their petals soft and bright,
A testament to life's eternal light.
Her hair, a cascade of golden threads,
A crown of nature's finest, unpretended.
Brushstrokes dance, a dance of creation,
Each stroke a whisper, each hue a nation.
In her eyes, a world of untold stories,
A silent majesty, a timeless glory.
The canvas breathes, a living, breathing art,
A portal to realms where the heart takes part.
In this moment, we see ourselves reflected,
In the prismatic glow, our spirits are perfected.
For in her gaze, we find our own,
A mirror of strength, a mirror of hope.
A journey of transformation, a path we must take,
In the embrace of the Prismatic Sovereign, we awake.