Fashioning a bunch of flowers,
I went out onto the highway.
I saw the Monk, Bettered by None,
Honored by the Monks’ Assembly.Happy, with pleasure in my heart,
and filled with supreme joyfulness,
taking it with both of my hands
I offered Buddha that bouquet.In the ninety-two aeons since
I did pūjā with that flower,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of Buddha-pūjā.In the seventy-third aeon
there was one ruler of the earth,
known by the name of Jotiya,
a wheel-turning king 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 Mañjaripūjaka Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Mañjaripūjaka Thera is finished.