Verse 64

शरीरदुःश्वभ्रचिरप्ररूढंचिन्ताचयोच्चाकृतिमञ्जरीकम् ।जरामृतिव्याधिफलौघनम्रंकामोपभोगौघविकासिपुष्पम्

In plain words

long grown up in the body's evil abyss, its blossom-clusters the towering shapes of heaped-up anxiety, bowed down by the crop of fruit that is old age, death, and disease, its flowers opening with the flood of desire's enjoyments —