Flies sit at times on the sweets kept exposed for sale in the shop of a confectioner; but no sooner does a sweeper pass by with a basket full of filth than the flies leave the sweets and sit upon the filth basket.
But the honey bee never sits on filthy objects, and always drinks nectar from the flowers.
The worldly men are like flies. At times they get a momentary taste of Divine sweetness, but their natural tendency for filth soon brings them back to the dunghill of the world.
The good man, on the other hand, is always absorbed in the beatific contemplation of Divine Beauty.
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