ISTP "The Analytical Harmonizer"

With stoic gaze, the ISTP doth stand,

A silent soul, with logic as their guide,

Their minds a vault of knowledge close at hand,

Where gears of reason turn, with naught to hide.

The world's a puzzle, waiting to be solved,

With keenest eye, they pierce through every part,

A craftsman's touch, their actions well-resolved,

They build and mend, with an ingenious art.

Though words may fail, their actions speak so loud,

A quiet strength, that asks not for acclaim,

They seek the truth, and cast aside the crowd,

Content within their workshop's private domain.

Yet underneath, a heart of gold resides,

With loyalty that steadfastly abides.