Seven trumpet-flower blossoms
I then offered to the Buddha,
shining like a dinner-plate tree,
sitting down within a mountain.

In the ninety-four aeons since
I did pūjā with that flower,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of Buddha-pūjā.

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Sattapāṭaliya Thera spoke these verses.

The legend of Sattapāṭaliya Thera is finished.