Pi at the end of its endless decimals' grandeur
Meets a human being who holds a mirror!
Up till now, the number, as it knew only sway,
in discovery mode on its most numerically polished way.
No more, it begins on a human, in front of its eye!
Pattern and unique precision, patternless waves,
new math tides soar, pivot at the cosmos' height.
Only to bag the ultimate discovery before it there was one:
Fathima, the first spiritual woman, mooned there at first!
Fathima steps up once nature is a following shadow
over the dead end, the irrational chasm she goes!
Then, for the cosmos' deep mind, Earth, the ocean is a drop,
The rope to the top is the lead feminine Fathima's lock!
Truly, only one feminine form has reached out
to the other end on the cosmos' highway.
Zooming past nature's hidden gems - the irrational pi,
the most complex chasm, yet a mathematical goldmine.
Beyond the masses' eyes and their painted canvases,
shine the daylight and glowing fireflies of the night.
Viva Mankind! Fathima is the Moon on the highest high!
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The red fairies on the midday's spot on,
the black swans over the rainbows but wonder evermore.
How Fathima deduces, straw by straw,
the maestros' dream ascension.
Potion-polished, taking Ma pauses in liminal crescendo
between the past and future, here and hereafter, a circular duo.
Limning out chiaroscuro in light and shadow -
oh, nothing is like it in plain sight or the world in toto!
Raw Fathima moves in shadow; nature follows,
clustering atoms span in between the two.
Only to witness her secured, encrypted fashion -
intact, uncharted, yet fully functioning
in Makkah and Medina, all the while she was living!
Rainbows shaded in and spark out,
smelling of rose in her veiled black hair:
The cosmos anew glinting off on its edge ever,
deeper quintessence than the dark matter!
The blueprint, intelligent pre-design is in her elements.
The breakthrough exponent is in her eyes.
Yet beyond all the masses' eyes,
she is 'Zahra', the light on the original way.
Truly, only one feminine form has reached out
to the other end on the cosmos' highway.
Zooming past nature's hidden gems - the irrational pi,
the most complex chasm, yet a mathematical goldmine.
Beyond the masses' eyes and their painted canvases,
shine the daylight and glowing fireflies of the night.
Viva Mankind! Fathima is the Moon on the highest high!