There once was a lad who couldn’t lower his gaze,

Distraught and disappointed he tried many ways,

Finally he decided to go to a shaykh well known,

And ask him advice for his desperation had grown

The shaykh said to him, indeed but you’ve come to ask

About something great, first though I have a task,

I have a friend of mine, on the other side of town,

And I have a daily gift I give him before every sun down

It was a bowl of milk, almost filled to the top,

He said take this here bowl, and don’t spill a drop!

I am sending with you a friend with great vision

To make sure that you make no mistakes in your mission!

The lad began to walk with the bowl in his hands,

Wishing them steady, he dared not break a command,

For every step that he took, his guide watched with pierced eyes

As if waiting for any mistake to arise

When his task was over he return to the sage

And said, the task is done, now show me the way!

He said, ‘you have done well but first let me see,

Did you happen to see the house with the gigantic tree?

The lad said, no, I’m sorry, I was not aware,

Well, you passed my uncle’s street, did you see him there?

The lad said, no I did not see an uncle or tree,

The milk would have spilled if I looked upward you see!

And I was so nervous because your friend did not blink,

So I watched every step, and that’s all I could think!

The Shaykh smiled and said, leave now, for this task

Has answered the question you had wished to ask

The milk that you carried with focus throughout

Was your book of deeds, much more important no doubt,

If you were nervous by one who records your every mistake

Know that there are angels who write, if such allowance you make

Life is a similar journey, but to a different address

So be gone, and focus young lad, I wish you the best!

From: http://muslimmatters.org/2015/04/02/lad-couldnt-lower-gaze/