Prismatic Sovereign

In the canvas of her gaze, a universe unfolds, A symphony of colors, a storm of souls. Her eyes, windows to the infinite, hold The echoes of a thousand untold tales. Each stroke, a whisper of the unseen, A cascade of hues that defy the mundane. Her form, a canvas where dreams are seen, A testament to the power of the human. The splashes of paint, like stars in the night, Guide us through the labyrinth of our plight. Her presence, a beacon, a guiding light, A reminder of the beauty we might find. In her, we see ourselves, in all our hues, A tapestry of life, a story of the new. Let her colors ignite the fire within, For in her gaze, we find our own divine.