In plain words
Why? ‘We do not look at a man not our own. With eyes that have seen Kṛṣṇa we will not look at another man’: so saying, they all looked upward. As they were looking up, a black bee came buzzing in. The Gopīs said, ‘The thief is coming. Kṛṣṇa has taken this form. All the qualities of that Kṛṣṇa are in this one too.’ Kṛṣṇa is dark. He entered the lotuses of the Gopīs' hearts, scattered the petals of their feelings, stole the nectar in those lotuses, and went off mercilessly, to Mathurā. This bee too is just the same! It enters flowers; it sips the nectar in them. It makes the petals fall. It goes off mercilessly. Kṛṣṇa's qualities are in this one too. ‘So this is the very image of Kṛṣṇa’: keeping it in view, they did not look at Uddhava. ‘O bee! What message have you sent us?’ they asked. Uddhava says, ‘Girls, look! Look at this letter.’ One Gopī spoke. ‘Alas! We are of the old times. We have not studied. We have no learning. Our parents would not send us out. We cannot read. O bee! You read it yourself,’ she said. She does not speak Uddhava's name. She speaks the bee's name. Then another Gopī said, ‘I can read a little. But, bee! The moment I see Kṛṣṇa's beautiful letters, tears may stream from my eyes. Those tears may fall on this paper and the letters may run. So I will not look at that letter.’ Yet another Gopī said, ‘O bee! Inside, our whole body is burning with the fire of separation from Kṛṣṇa. Our whole body is aflame. If we hold that paper in our hands, who knows, it may burn up! So we will not read that message. Kṛṣṇa Himself is what we want! Ours is not a nature to be satisfied with a message. He must come Himself and speak with us in person.’ So saying, they too send a message by the bee.