Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I gather flowers to weave a garland to offer the One —
but the bumblebee has already tasted their fragrance. How can I use them for the One?
The One already delights in every flower, before we pick it.
Here is Naam Dayv's second try. Aaneelay fool paro-eelay maalaa — I bring flowers and string a garland for the One.
But pahilay baas la-ee hai bhavrah — the bumblebee has already sipped their sweet smell. The flowers were already enjoyed, already touched by life, before he could offer them "fresh."
The same gentle point comes again. Nothing you find is untouched by the One's life. The bee got there first, because the One's joy is already in every flower. You cannot get ahead of the One to give something brand new. The flower's sweet smell belonged to the One before it was yours to give.
Isn't it a lovely thought that the One is already enjoying every flower before we even pick it?
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