The Sambuddha named Revata
dwelt on a riverbank back then.
I saw the Buddha, Stainless One,
like the sun with its rays of gold,
like beaten gold atop a forge,
burning bright like cedar charcoal,
shining forth like the morning star.
I pressed my hands together once.In the ninety-four aeons since
I pressed my hands together then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that is the fruit of saluting.The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!
Thus indeed Venerable Ekañjaliya Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Ekañjaliya Thera is finished.
The Summary:
Paduma, Uppalahattha,
Dhaja, Kiṅkhaṇika, Nala,
Campaka, Paduma, Muṭṭhi,
Tinduk and thus Ekañjali.
There are six plus sixty verses
which are counted by those who know.
The Ekapadumiya Chapter, the Thirty-Fifth