Friend, it is not that every bud in this garden is a snare; we know that the path of devotion is blocked.

This couplet captures the profound disillusionment of the lover. The poet questions how the beloved's garden (the world of romance) can be so beautiful and fragrant, when the path of true loyalty and devotion (wafaa) is, for him, completely blocked. It's a poignant acknowledgment that external beauty and internal truth are often at odds. The depth of the sorrow lies in knowing the path to love is closed, regardless of how perfect the surroundings seem.