[459. {462.}[1] CChitapūjaka[2]]
When the Buddha[3] was being burned,
Sikhi, the Kinsman of the World,
I offered the funeral pyre
eight [sweet-smelling] champak flowers. (1) [4869]
In the thirty-one aeons since
I presented that flower [then],
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of worshipping[4] pyres. (2) [4870]
My defilements are [now] burnt up;
all [new] existence is destroyed.
Like elephants with broken chains,
I am living without constraint. (3) [4871]
Being in Best Buddha’s presence
was a very good thing for me.
The three knowledges are attained;
[I have] done what the Buddha taught! (4) [4872]
The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
[I have] done what the Buddha taught! (5) [4873]
Thus indeed Venerable CChitapūjaka Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of CChitapūjaka Thera is finished.