This tale from Jami's Haft Awrang stages an encounter between a world-experienced old man and a youth who weeps in blood and dust over a fresh grave. The old man rushes to the sound like a deer to the trap and questions the mourner — asking for whom he grieves and whether harsh fortune has broken his back or the storm of fate has cast fresh fruit from his branch. This questioning frames the poem's meditation on death as the shared lot of all who are subject to 'death and life', turning a scene of private lament into a reflection on mortality and the limits of grieving over worldly loss.