। ॥ ८ ॥
In plain words
To you, dense with Cidānanda and peaceful, I bow. To you, maker and withdrawer of the universe, I bow. I bow to you whose Līlā is endless, who shine as Kaivalya itself. O Viśva-Bīja, Seed of the Universe, I bow; be gracious, son of Īśa.
Close to the Sanskrit
To you, dense with Cidānanda, to the peaceful one, to you—homage; to the maker of the universe and to its withdrawer, to you. Homage to the one whose Līlā is endless, to the light that is Kaivalya. Homage—O Viśva-Bīja, be gracious, O son of Īśa.