Psalms of the Brethren CCVIII: Sona-Kutikanna

Not only did I ordination win,
Emancipated am I, sane, immune;
Yea, him have I now seen, th’ Exalted One,
And where he dwelt, there with him did I lodge.

Far through the night he stayed beneath the sky,
Then, versed in everything’s abiding-place,
The Master in his chamber went to rest.

His robe spread Gotama and laid him down,
Like unto lion in a rocky cave,
For whom all fear and dread have passed away.

Thereafter in the presence of the Chief,
The Wake, did Sona, framing goodly speech,
Disciple of the Buddha, speak the Norm.

Well doth he know the factors of this life,
Well doth he cultivate the Ariyan Way,
So, having won to that most perfect Peace,
Shall he complete becoming, sane, immune.