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In plain words
A certain girl, an ascetic, the one mother of all the worlds, has entered the posture of meditation and burns bright, one-pointed on the feet of the Lord of the single mango tree, her ears glowing copper with the light of the jewels in her earrings, her body blossoming with the beauty of youth.
Word for word
The one mother of all worlds, having gone into the dhyāna mudrā, on the feet of the overlord of the one mango, one-pointed, kindles, with the lustre of the jewel mass rising from the earrings copper-eared, with youth-beauty-clustered body, an ascetic, a certain girl.