। ॥ १८ ॥
In plain words
Mṛtyuñjaya, I contemplate in my heart-lotus your lotus face, its curls falling, while the elephant-faced one and Skanda hold the utterly spotless pair of whisks.
Close to the Sanskrit
With a pair of chowries, exceedingly spotless, held by the elephant-faced one and by Skanda — the face-lotus with its falling curls, O Mṛtyuñjaya, I visualize in the lotus of the heart.