Verse 7

Glance

अतिष्ठत्प्राणपवनश्चिद्रसापूरिताम्बरे ।त्यक्तदेहः परित्यक्तनीडः खग इवाम्बरे

In plain words

The prāṇa-wind rested in a sky filled with the sap of cit, its body relinquished — like a bird in the sky that has forsaken its nest.