Verse 3

वातावधूलितानल्पभ्रमद्भ्रमरकुन्तलम् ।प्रमार्जयन्तमाशानां मुखं पल्लवपाणिभिः

In plain words

its swaying tresses the many bees that roamed there, tousled by the wind, as though it wiped clean the face of the directions with hands of tender young shoots,