। ॥ ६ ॥
In plain words
In him there is neither earth, water, fire, air, nor space; neither weariness, sleep, heat, nor cold; neither local place nor outward guise. Formless, he is Trimūrti, the One manifest as three forms. Him I adore.
Close to the Sanskrit
Neither earth nor water nor fire nor wind nor space exists, nor weariness nor sleep, nor heat nor cold, nor place nor guise; he has no form—that Trimūrti, the One with three forms, I adore.