One time I gave a pair of shoes
to a forest-dwelling rishi
who’d long practiced austerities,
grown old, with cultivated thought.Because of that deed, Biped Lord,
Best in the World, O Bull of Men,
I enjoy every vehicle:
that is the fruit of past karma.In the ninety-one aeons since
I did that good karma back then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of a pair of shoes.Seventy-seven aeons hence
there were eight of the royal caste
known by the name of Suyāna,
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 Pānadhidāyaka Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Pānadhidāyaka Thera is finished