When Sikhi the Blessed One, the
Kinsman of the World, passed away,
I then lived in the royal sphere,
with the ministers and servants.Happy, and with a happy heart,
I went to the shrine built for him.
Having turiya-drums played there
I laid a garland of flowers.Having done pūjā at that shrine
and worshipping the shrine itself,
happy, and with a happy heart
I then returned to my own house.Having entered my residence,
I called to mind that shrine-pūjā.
Through that deed for the Biped-Lord,
the World’s Best One, the Bull of Men,having enjoyed great happiness
among humans and also gods,
I’ve attained the unshaking state
beyond all conquest and defeat.In the thirty-one aeons since
I offered that flower to him,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that is the fruit of shrine-pūjā.In the twenty-ninth aeon thence
there were sixteen different kings then,
all known by the name Uggata,
wheel-turning monarchs with great strength.The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!
Thus indeed Venerable Citakapūjaka Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Citakapūjaka Thera is finished.