The brahmin known as Sunanda
who was a master of the mantras,
a learned man, fit for begging,
sacrificed a vājapeyya.Padumuttara, World-Knower,
the Top, Compassionate, the Sage,
having pity for the people,
walked back and forth across the sky.Having walked thus the Sambuddha,
Omniscient One, the World-Leader,
Desireless One, with love for them,
then thrilled uncountable beings.Breaking off a stem of flowers,
that brahmin master of mantras,
assembling all of his students ,
threw them right up into the sky.There was a floral canopy
over the whole city then;
through the power of the Buddha,
they were there an entire week.By means of just those wholesome roots,
experiencing happiness,
knowing well all the defilements,
I’ve crossed over worldly ties.In the eleventh aeon hence
there were thirty-five different kings
known Ambaraṁsasama,
wheel-turning kings with great power.The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!
Thus indeed Venerable Pupphachadanīya Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Pupphachadanīya Thera is finished.