The golden-colored Sambuddha,
just like the hundred-raying sun,
was traveling near by to me,
Siddhattha, the Unconquered One.

Going out to meet the Buddha,
having him enter my ashram,
I gave him a seat of flowers,
with a mind that was very clear.

Pressing both my hands together,
at that time I was overjoyed.
Pleasing my heart in the Buddha,
I turned that karma to my use.

I’m pure in the dispensation
because of all that wholesomeness,
the merit made by me in the
Unconquered One, the Self-Become.

In the ninety-four aeons since
I gave that floral seat back then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
the fruit of giving floral seats.

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

Thus indeed Venerable Pupphâsaniya Thera spoke these verses.

The legend of Pupphâsaniya Thera is finished.