This poem from Chapter 23 of Attar's Mokhtar Nameh reflects on the extreme brevity of human existence and the existential sorrow it evokes. The speaker observes that an entire lifetime, where even a single breath is worth a soul, passes as swiftly as the wind. This fleeting experience leaves behind only a stark lesson (عبرت) from the past, bewilderment (حیرت) for whatever remains, and ultimately, profound regret (حس��ت) for the inevitable passage of time.