Verse 16

किंचिदङ्कुरिते चित्ते नेत्रे विकसनोन्मुखे ।शनैर्बभूवतुस्तस्य प्रातर्नीले यथोत्पले

In plain words

With the citta just beginning to sprout, his two eyes slowly became inclined to open, like two blue lotuses at dawn.