Look directly
The poet was sitting on his porch one night, bent over a vessel.
A Sufi Pir, happened to pass by... "What are you doing?" he asked the poet.
"Contemplating the moon in a bowl of water, so that I can write a beautiful verse" was the reply.
"Unless you have broken your neck, why don't you look directly at the moon in the sky?"
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