श्रवणायेव संशान्ते वितानस्पन्दमालिते ।मौनं मरुति मन्दारमधुरामोददायिनि
In plain words
the breeze, stilled as if for the very sake of listening, its only motion the stirring of the canopies, silent, and bestowing the sweet fragrance of mandāra blossoms,