In the mirror's gaze, a truth profound, No excess found, nor lacking ground. Whole within silence, amidst the fray, I am as much as you're deserving to weigh. Balances whispered by time's gentle art, I'm the measure for each seeking heart. Neither more grandeur nor scant in grace, A perfect fit in the destined space. Judge not by shadows nor the blinding glow, But by the essence that winds softly sow. For in the sphere where connection lies, I am crafted by what each soul unties.