The pure apple of the eye

A gigantic, lofty, extravagant peak... a mighty, rebellious, feared woman... a gentle, gentle young poet... a transparent, inspiring soul... a believing scholar and an eloquent, resonant orator... a fiery meteor in the space of her beloved''s love... a burning meteor for her opponents... a mythical engine for those who are close to her sphere of gravity. Shaking the depths of the foundations of the beliefs of her enemies... A bold and perplexing person to the minds of all who heard her and knew her... A mighty great who brought down the idols of her society''s superstitions... A crusher and crusher of the idols of her haters'' ideas... A unique role model that encouraged her lovers... She left immortal traces that erased the sites of her predecessors... A memory of Abeer. Perfume for the daughters of her kind... sending powerful terror into the hearts of her enemies... revered by her loved ones and disciples... a wise leader who is inspired in her decisions... honorable, chaste and pure, as recognized by those who know her... a soraya enlightening the world of her field... a savoury that deafened the ears of her opponents... a hurricane for those who stood up... For her sake...she is: Fatima Umm Salamah, Zarrin Taj, the apple of the eye, the soul of the heart, the pure soul of Al-Zahra in her... pure...