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In plain words

There was a time when Sri Ramakrishna gathered flowers too. One day he was picking bel leaves from the bel tree before the Panchavati. As he plucked them, a strip of bark came away from the tree. At once he felt that the One who dwells in all beings must have been hurt, and he could pick no more. Another day he was walking about to gather flowers when it was as though someone suddenly showed him, in a flash, that the flowering trees were so many bouquets adorning this cosmic form of Siva, as if worship were being offered to Him day and night. From that day he picked no more flowers.