गोष्पदं पृथिवी मेरुः स्थाणुराशाः समुद्गिकाः ।तृणं त्रिभुवनं राम नैराश्यालंकृताकृतेः
In plain words
The earth becomes a cow's hoof-print, Meru a mere post, the quarters of space little caskets, the three worlds a blade of grass, O Rāma, to one whose very form is adorned with hopelessness.