Walt 2771 Of good birth like a sal tree’s bough,
rising up like a drumstick tree,
streaking the sky like Indra’s bolt,
the Victor was always shining. Verse 1Walt 2772 With a mind that was very clear,
I donated edibles to
him, the God Over Other Gods,
Vessabhu Buddha, the Great Sage. Verse 2Walt 2773 The Self-Become, Unconquered One,
the Buddha, gave me thanks for that:
“let it be born as fruit for you,
as you’re reborn in existence.” Verse 3Walt 2774 In the thirty-one aeons since
I gave that gift to him back then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that is the fruit of giving food. Verse 4Walt 2775 In the twenty-five aeon hence
there was one man, Amittabhā,
a wheel-turning king with great strength,
possessor of the seven gems. Verse 5Walt 2776 The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught! Verse 6
Thus indeed Venerable Bhojanadāyaka Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Bhojanadāyaka Thera is finished.