Prismatic Sovereign

In the canvas of the soul, a bird takes flight, Its feathers a symphony of light and might. A phoenix reborn, a spirit untamed, A canvas of colors, a world reclaimed. Eyes that pierce through the veil of the mundane, A heart that beats with the rhythm of the sun. Wings spread wide, a dance of the divine, A journey of transformation, a path to align. The strokes of the brush, a whisper of time, A tapestry woven with hues of the sublime. Each dot, each line, a story untold, A mirror reflecting the soul's bold. In the chaos of colors, a calm is found, A balance of chaos and beauty profound. This bird, a symbol of hope and grace, A beacon of change, a timeless embrace. For in its flight, we see our own rise, A transformation that transcends time's guise. A reminder that within us lies, The power to soar, the will to thrive. So let this bird be your guiding star, A symbol of strength, a talisman afar. For in its wings, we find our own, A journey of growth, a life reborn.