Mandara sundara nameru suparijata
santanakadi kusumotkara vrishti ruddha.
Gandhoda bindu shubha manda marutprapata
Divya divah patati te vachasam tatirva.
O Tirthankara! The divine spray of perfumes and shower of fragrant flowers, like Mandar, Sundar, Nameru, Parijata, etc., float toward you with the drift of mild breeze. This enchanting scene creates an impression as if the pious words uttered by you have turned into flowers and are floating toward the earthlings.