One night the poet Awhadi of Kerman was sitting on his porch, bent over a vessel. Shams e-Tabrizi happened to pass by.
Shams: What are you doing?
Awhadi: Contemplating the moon in a bowl of water.
Shams: Unless you have broken your neck, why don’t you look at the moon in the sky?
From The Tale of the Reed Pipe, by Massud Farzan.
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