In the garden of souls, where colors blend,
A spectrum wide, no start, no end.
Each hue a story, each shade unique,
In silence or loud, we find ways to speak.

Beneath the layers, beyond the skin,
A dance of light where we begin.
Through whispers of heart and echoes of mind,
The journey of self, in truth we find.

Unseen threads weave our tapestry wide,
With courage and love, we never hide.
In the mirror’s gaze, reflections true,
A celebration of me, a celebration of you.

For every name and every face,
In the realm of identity, we find our place.
Together we stand, in harmony’s light,
Embracing the spectrum, embracing the night.