। ॥ ११३ ॥
In plain words
At the centre of a circle of beautiful women drunk on the supreme amṛta, blazing like the sun, eyes swimming with that same nectar — some Light no word reaches, the highest: this is what we worship.
Close to the Sanskrit
Seated in the midst of a host of beautiful women intoxicated with the supreme nectar, blazing like the sun; with eyes rolling from that supreme nectar — some indescribable Light, the supreme, we worship.