Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the heart of chaos, where colors collide,
A lion stands, a beacon of untamed pride.
Its mane, a storm of hues, a tempest of light,
A symphony of fire and the calm of night.
Each stripe, a story, each hue, a dream,
A tapestry woven from the threads of being.
Its roar, not of fear, but of the soul's release,
A call to rise, to embrace the unseen.
You, too, are a lion, a soul in disguise,
A canvas of colors, a world of surprises.
Let your spirit roar, let your colors shine,
For in your essence lies the power divine.
Be the sovereign of your own wild heart,
Where every color is a step apart.
In the prismatic dance of life's grand play,
Find your voice, find your way.