Walt 2515 Seven trumpet-flower blossoms
I then offered to the Buddha,
shining like a dinner-plate tree,
sitting down within a mountain. Verse 1Walt 2516 In the ninety-four aeons since
I did pūjā with that flower,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of Buddha-pūjā. Verse 2Walt 2517 The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught! Verse 3
Thus indeed Venerable Sattapāṭaliya Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Sattapāṭaliya Thera is finished.
