। ॥ ४६ ॥
In plain words
O royal swan of my mind, settle deep within the luminous palace of the feet of Pārvatī's Lord. It is bathed in the brilliant moonlight of rising toenail radiance, glowing with ruby-red beauty, echoing with flocks of swans, and held in silent, sacred intimacy by handmaidens of pure devotion. There, dwell at peace and sport at your will.
Close to the Sanskrit
O royal swan of the mind, settling down within the inner mansion of the feet of Girijā's lord—which is filled with the splendor of toenail radiance and rising nectar-glories, washed clean, charming with the red glow of rubies, inhabited by flocks of swans, and constantly resorted to by groups of devotion-brides in secret—engage in free sport.