Every leaf and every bud knows our condition. But whether it is known or not, the entire garden knows everything.

This profound couplet speaks of the inescapable transparency of the heart. The poet suggests that his sorrow is so evident that even the smallest elements of nature—every leaf and sprout—can perceive his pain. Yet, the central object of his love (the rose) remains oblivious, while the entire world (the garden) is a silent, knowing witness to his suffering. It is a beautiful depiction of emotional exposure to the universe.