Building a hut in the forest,
I dwelt upon a mountain then,
I was happy to get, or not,
in glory as in dishonor.Padumuttara, World-Knower,
Sacrificial Recipient,
with a hundred thousand masters
came into my presence back then.Laying out a mat made of grass
for the one named for the lotus,
the Great Hero, who had arrived,
and I gave it to him, the Teacher.Happy, and with a happy heart,
with a mind that was very clear,
I provided both food and drink
to him, the Upright Sambuddha.In the hundred thousand aeons
since I gave him that gift back then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of castor oil fruit.In the forty-first aeon hence
I was known as Arindama,
a wheel-turning king with great strength,
possessor of the seven gems.The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!
Thus indeed Venerable Sannidhāpaka Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Sannidhāpaka Thera is finished.