Alighting in that pure retreat He pressed the earth with eager feet. Then, at his hest, the car rose high And sailing through the northern sky Sped homeward to the Lord of Gold Who owned the wondrous prize of old.

In plain words: Rama gets down in that holy place and walks happily on the ground. Then at his command the flying chariot rises and flies north, back to Kubera, the Lord of Wealth, who first owned it.