“Adorned in finery, in raiment fair,
In garlands wreathed, powdered with sandalwood,
Bedecked with all my jewelry, begirt
With troop of handmaidens, and well-supplied
With food solid and soft, and drink enow,
From home I drove me to the fair pleasaunce.
There did we sport and make a merry time,
Then gat us once more on the homeward way.
So entered we the grove called Añjana,
Hard by Sāketa, where amidst the trees
Stands the Vihāra [of the holy men].
Him saw I sitting there, Light of the World,
And went into his presence worshipping.
And of his great compassion for us all,
He taught to me the Norm—the One who Sees!
Forthwith I, too, could pierce and penetrate,
Hearing the truth taught by the mighty Seer,
For there, e’en as I sat, my spirit touched
The Norm Immaculate, th’ Ambrosial Path.
Then first it was I left the life of home,
When the blest Gospel I had come to know,
And now the Threefold Wisdom have I won.
O wise and sure the bidding of the Lord!”