The Sambuddha named Vessabhu,
the World’s Best One, the Bull of Men,
the Sage entered a great forest
to take a rest one afternoon. (1) 
Having plucked dinner-plate flower[s]
I made [him] a canopy then.
Making that floral canopy,
I gifted it to the Buddha. (2) 
In the thirty-one aeons since
I offered [those] flower[s] [to him],
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of Buddha-pūjā. (3) 
In the twentieth aeon hence
there were eight kings2 [named] Soṇṇābha,
wheel-turners who had great power,
possessors of the seven gems. (4) 
The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
[I have] done what the Buddha taught! (5) 
Thus indeed Venerable Kaṇikāracchchadaniya Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Kaṇikāracchchadaniya Thera is finished.