Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the depths of the iris, a world unfolds,
A kaleidoscope of light and shadow, bold.
The eye, a mirror of the soul's embrace,
A portal where the infinite takes shape.
Golden veins, like rivers of the mind,
Carry whispers of thoughts unconfined.
The pupil, a void that draws the gaze,
A gateway to the unseen, a sacred space.
This eye, a prism of life's vibrant hue,
Reflects the journey, both old and new.
It speaks of dreams, of hopes untold,
A silent witness to the soul's control.
Through its gaze, the universe is seen,
A tapestry of colors, vast and keen.
It beckons us to look within,
To find the truth that lies within.
For in this eye, we see ourselves,
A mirror of our deepest shelves.
Its power to transform, to heal,
A beacon of the soul's appeal.
Prismatic Sovereign, a vision rare,
A symbol of the soul's purest care.
Through its gaze, we find our way,
To the heart of the eternal day.