Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the kaleidoscope of colors, a soul ascends,
A mosaic of light and shadow, a dance of the unseen.
Circles and squares, a rhythm of life,
Each hue a whisper, each form a silent scream.
The blue of the ocean, the warmth of the sun,
A symphony of contrasts, a tapestry of truth.
Here, the abstract becomes the sacred,
A mirror reflecting the depths of the human spirit.
The prismatic sovereign reigns,
Not with a crown of gold, but with the crown of light.
In this vibrant chaos, there is order,
A testament to the beauty of transformation.
You, too, are a prismatic sovereign,
A canvas of colors waiting to be painted.
Let your light shine, let your colors blend,
For in the dance of the abstract, lies the essence of being.