ஞிமிறுபோ னீயு மலர்ந்தில்லையென்றேநேர்நின் றனையென் னருணாசலா
ஞிமிறு போல் நீயும் அலர்ந்து இல்லை என்றே நேர் நின்றனை என் அருணாசலா
In plain words
A bee will not go into a bud. It waits for the flower to open. Fair enough — that is what bees do. And you are standing right in front of me, doing exactly that. Saying: not open yet. Why are you being a bee about this?
Word for word
Like a bee, you stood right before me saying only 'you have not blossomed' — why? O Arunachala!