। ॥ १६१ ॥
In plain words
In an ocean too deep to sound, with no far shore, swelling wide — an ocean of knowledge, consciousness, bliss — the waves come up in a long line: the jīvas, quivering under the wind of karma.
Close to the Sanskrit
In the exceedingly deep, shoreless, vast ocean of knowledge-consciousness-bliss, the row of waves that are the jīvas, trembling by the wind of karma, flashes forth.