Walt 3100 Close to the Himalayan range,
there’s a mountain, Bhūtagaṇa.
There I saw a robe made of rags,
stuck up in the top of a tree. Verse 1Walt 3101 At that time I then scattered there
three lovely kiṅkhaṇi flowers.
Happy, and with a happy heart,
I did pūjā to that rag-robe. Verse 2Walt 3102 In the thirty-one aeons since
I did that good karma back then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that is the fruit of three flowers. Verse 3Walt 3103 The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught! Verse 4
Thus indeed Venerable Tīṇikiṅkhaṇikapūjaka Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Tīṇikiṅkhaṇikapūjaka Thera is finished.
