Prismatic Rhapsody
Reflection
In the dance of colors, a symphony unfolds,
A kaleidoscope of souls, where dreams take hold.
Each figure a flame, a story untold,
In the rhythm of life, they are bold and bold.
The air is alive with the swirl of their grace,
A tapestry woven with vibrant embrace.
Their steps are a song, a timeless embrace,
In the heart of the storm, they find their own space.
The colors sing, a chorus of light,
A celebration of life, in the endless night.
They are the guardians of joy, a radiant sight,
In the dance of the soul, they ignite.
For in every hue, there lies a truth,
A reflection of who we are, in our own youth.
Through their movement, we find our own rhythm,
A journey of transformation, a path to the sublime.
Oh, Prismatic Rhapsody, you are the key,
To unlock the depths of our innermost me.
In your embrace, we find our own melody,
A dance that transcends, a timeless legacy.