In plain words
The poet, to the Lord: O you whose feet are worshipped, each in the way he has learned, by the god with the eye in his forehead [Śiva], by the lord of the heavens [Indra], by the lord of good penance who sits upon the flower [Brahmā], and by all the other gods! O Lord, whom the Veda proclaims Lord of all! If I am to say it, I have no refuge at all but holding to you.