Humbled by failure

You are only as perfect as your indelible flaw,
Simply as saintly as your grimmest sin,
Merely as loyal as your cruelest betrayal,
Plainly as prideful as your grandest chagrin,
Bluntly as truthful as your gravest lie,
Frankly as open as your heaviest secret,
Solely as smart as your steepest ignorance,
Utterly as reborn as your oldest regret,
Entirely as light as your starkest darkness,
Strictly as pure as your bloodiest stain,
Literally as loving as your sharpest hate,
Sadly as healed as your most vicious pain,
Precariously as hopeful as your bitterest despair,
Tumultuously as honorable as your coldest disrespect,
Distressingly as victorious as your culminating failures,
Grievously as caring as your repeated neglect,
Pitifully as peaceful as your deadliest war,
Rather as confident as your strongest doubt,
Exclusively as restrained as your fondest vice,
Shamefully as quiet as your loudest shout,
Woefully as impeccable as your newest mistake,
Tragically as magic as your plainest mundanity,
Ironically as brave as your greatest fear,
Regrettably as special as your uniquest insanity,
Measure souls not by the heavens peaked,
or at which plateaus they arrive,
judge instead by their depths reached,
and through what hells intact they survived.