Walt 2526 On a Himalayan mountain,
I was a bark-clothed ascetic,
subsisting on unsalted leaves,
self-controlled in terms of my needs. Verse 1Walt 2527 When my breakfast had been obtained,
Siddhattha Buddha approached me.
I gave that food to the Buddha,
feeling well-pleased by my own hands. Verse 2Walt 2528 In the ninety-four aeons since
I gave him those leaves at that time,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of leaf-donations. Verse 3Walt 2529 In the twenty-seventh aeon
there was a king, Yadatthiya,
a wheel-turning king with great strength,
possessor of the seven gems. Verse 4Walt 2530 The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances;
six special knowledges mastered:
I have done what the Buddha taught! Verse 5
Thus indeed Venerable Paṇṇadāyaka Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Paṇṇadāyaka Thera is finished.
