[293. Chattadāyaka1]

My son was a renouncer then,
wearing a saffron-colored robe.
He had realized Buddhahood
and nirvana, Lamp of the World. (1) [2681]

Finding out about [my] own son,
afterwards I went [to that place,]
I went to the funeral pyre
of the Great One who’d passed away.2(2) [2682]

Pressing my hands together there,
I worshipped the funeral pyre,
and taking a white umbrella
I raised [it] up [there] at that time. (3) [2683]

In the ninety-four aeons since
I offered that [white] umbrella,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
the fruit of giving umbrellas. (4) [2684]

In the twenty-fifth aeon hence
there were seven lords of people
whose names [all] were Mahārahā,3
wheel-turning monarchs with great strength. (5) [2685]

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
[I have] done what the Buddha taught! (6) [2686]

Thus indeed Venerable Chattadāyaka Thera spoke these verses.

The legend of Chattadāyaka Thera is finished.

  1. “Umbrella Donor”↩

  2. lit., “who’d realized nirvana,” nibbuta here echoing the use of the term in the last line of v. 1 [2681].↩

  3. “Greatly Worthy,” echoing the “arahant” state subsequently achieved.↩