कलाभिरिन्दोरिव कल्पिताङ्गंमुक्ताकलापैरिव बद्धमूर्तिम् ।आलोकये देशिकमप्रमेय-मनाद्यविद्यातिमिरप्रभातम् ॥ ६ ॥
In plain words
His limbs look shaped out of the moon's own phases; his form looks strung together out of ropes of pearl. I am looking straight at the Teacher — no measure reaches him — the daybreak over the darkness of an avidyā that never had a beginning.
Close to the Sanskrit
With limbs fashioned, as it were, out of the digits of the moon; with form strung together, as it were, out of ropes of pearl — I behold the Teacher, the immeasurable, the dawn upon the darkness of beginningless nescience.