In the quiet whispers of the morning light,
Where shadows dance and merge with the dawn,
Lies a journey of the soul, a tale untold,
Of finding oneself in the vast expanse of identity.

Colors blend in a spectrum so divine,
Each hue a testament to the life within,
Beyond the binaries, beyond the lines,
Lies the essence of what it means to be.

Through the storms of doubt and fear,
One emerges, bold and clear,
Embracing every facet, every shade,
In the beauty of one’s true self made.

The world may question, may not understand,
But in the heart, a truth so grand,
That gender is a journey, not a destination,
A celebration of one’s unique creation.