Tiferet is not the sum of parts but the clear reflection of a faceted gem. Form must have dimension and it is Tiferet who coats it in definition.
It is true, to look upon the countenance of Tiferet is to know many faces. Such is also, to know the thread within the rope.
Tiferet wears a crown comprised of the fingers from the many hands of Ein Soph, whose many efforts goad existence from the dark. They scribble their will onto the face of Tiferet, forming the features and expression of creation. Tiferet knows love and justice from the great Legs of Ein Soph, Gevurah and Hesed. Tiferet is intuitively present and steeped in wisdom, by Binah and Chohkmah. Knows glory and its cost, by the balance of Netzah and Hod. All that is unseen, be the face of Tiferet.
As the Sephirot are, so too is Tiferet. A chorus of many, a song of multitude, a dream with many dreamers.
So many wills be sung unto the Earth.
-from the Book of Summations