She whose speech is verses of the Book Her face bore the reflection of divine light From whom purity, its definition took In prostration she is in the cold hours of night To her Lord, her Master, every breath is for Yet the needy for salvation come to her door

The beggar, orphan and prisoner in hunger came Unconditional charity and sacrifice she did display When the curious questioned, she did the same Her knowledge immeasurable, answers she did not delay In character she mirrored Rasulallah, patience she learnt from Khadijah, To the deep wounds of her father she tended, O Umme Abihah

"She left a fragrance in my mind" Ali(s) would come to say Weaving cotton in the house, repeating to her children Quran's fable For whom angels would find an excuse to serve night and day Sometimes food, sometimes clothes and once to rock Husain's cradle Dahar, Kawthar, Ayat of Tatheer, in her nobility, testifying Steal her right and her pain will unleash Allah's wrath so terrifying

Every one of her children did she earnestly prepare For Hassan(s) she groomed him in generosity and care Hussain's(s) shoulders she kissed foreseeing a desert bare For Zainab and Umm Kulthum, patience and cover your hair "Look after my son Abbas" she said, "to quench thirst he will dare“ Every son a beacon of light, the eleventh whose coming fills hope in the air.

O shining example to all motherhood, O Lady of Light Make us worthy enough for your kind gaze Intercede for us to the Lord, grant us the wisdom of foresight Shelter us from evil, save us from the blaze May peace and blessings be upon you, O Taherah You are leader of womenkind, you are the greatest lady Fatimah.

By Mehdi Karim