Beneath the Bodhi Tree, bright green and growing, being mindful, my perception became one with the Buddha.
“Assatthe haritobhāse, saṁvirūḷhamhi pādape; Ekaṁ buddhagataṁ saññaṁ, alabhitthaṁ patissato.
It’s been thirty one eons since I gained that perception; and it’s due to that perception that I’ve attained the ending of defilements.
Ekatiṁse ito kappe, yaṁ saññamalabhiṁ tadā; Tassā saññāya vāhasā, patto me āsavakkhayo”ti. … Sandhito thero … vaggo pañcamo.
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Kumārakassapo thero, dhammapālo ca brahmāli; Mogharājā visākho ca, cūḷako ca anūpamo; Vajjito sandhito thero, kilesarajavāhanoti. Dukanipāto niṭṭhito.
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Gāthādukanipātamhi, navuti ceva aṭṭha ca; Therā ekūnapaññāsaṁ, bhāsitā nayakovidāti.
