In the quiet moments of reflection,
I find whispers of who I am,
A tapestry woven with threads unseen,
Dancing in colors only the heart can name.
Beyond the binaries of day and night,
Lies a realm where truth unfolds,
Each hue a testament to the soul’s path,
A journey toward authenticity.
In the mirror’s gaze, I seek the light,
A beacon guiding through unknown seas,
Where every wave sings a song of freedom,
A melody of becoming, ever true.
Embracing the spectrum, I stand proud,
In the vastness of identityâs embrace,
With courage as my compass, I journey forth,
To celebrate the self, without fear or shame.