। ॥
In plain words
I contemplate a certain rosy glow that dwells on the bank of the Kampā, whose greatness loosened even Paramaśiva's composure, and which wraps the whole expanse of the worlds like a garment.
Word for word
Resorting to the Kampā's edge, whose greatness slackened Paramaśiva's firmness, I contemplate a rosiness, a certain one, that has made a jacket of the worlds' vastness.