{"collection":"Khuddaka Nikaya","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/suttacentral_thag10.1/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/suttacentral_thag10.1","id":"suttacentral_thag10.1","license":"CC0","rights_basis":"suttacentral_bilara_data_cc0","source":"suttacentral","source_url":"https://suttacentral.net/thag10.1/en/sujato","summary":null,"tags":["Early Buddhist Texts","Khuddaka Nikaya"],"text":"\u201cThe trees are now crimson, venerable sir, they\u2019ve shed their foliage, and are ready to fruit. They shine as if aflame; great hero, this season is full of flavor. The blossoming trees are delightful, wafting their scent all around, in all directions. They\u2019ve shed their leaves and wish to fruit, hero, it is time to leave here. It is neither too hot nor too cold, venerable sir, it\u2019s a pleasant season for traveling. Let the S\u0101kiyans and Koliyans see you, heading west across the Rohi\u1e47\u012b river. In hope, the field is plowed; the seed is sown in hope; in hope, merchants travel the seas, carrying rich cargoes. The hope that I stand for: may it succeed! Again and again, they sow the seed; again and again, the king of the heavens sends rain; again and again, farmers plow the field; again and again, grain is produced for the nation. Again and again, the beggars wander, again and again, the donors give. Again and again, when the donors have given, again and again, they take their place in heaven. A hero of vast wisdom purifies seven generations of the family in which they\u2019re born. Sakya, I believe you\u2019re the king of kings, since you fathered the one who is truly named a sage. The father of the great seer is named Suddhodana; and the Buddha\u2019s mother is named M\u0101y\u0101. Having borne the Bodhisatta in her belly, she rejoices in the Third Heaven. When she died and passed away from here, she was blessed with heavenly sensual pleasures; enjoying the five kinds of sensual stimulation. Gotam\u012b is surrounded by those hosts of gods.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m the son of the Buddha, the incomparable A\u1e45g\u012brasa, the unaffected, the bearer of the unbearable. You, Sakya, are my father\u2019s father; Gotama, you are my grandfather in the Dhamma.\u201d","title":"K\u0101\u1e37ud\u0101y\u012b","tradition":"Khuddaka Nikaya","translated_text":null,"word_count":301}