Struck by the wind raised by his wings, the trees began to tremble in fear. Those trees, with golden boughs, feared that they would be broken down.
ते भीताः समकम्पन्त तस्य पक्षानिलाहताः। नो भञ्ज्यादिति तदा दिव्याः कनकशाखिनः॥