In Chapter 24, Poem 11 of Attar's Mokhtar Nameh, the poet reflects on the ultimate erasure of human experience and physical beauty by death. The poem instructs the reader to imagine having mixed every possible color and stirred every dormant turmoil, suggesting a full and active worldly life. However, it concludes by stating that even a face as beautiful as the heavenly moon will inevitably be destroyed and dashed to the earth by the 'violent wind of death.' This quatrain serves as a stark reminder of mortality and the transience of all worldly accomplishments and physical forms.