Dighanikaya 20.331_9

20.331_9

Te pucchiṃsu, bhagavā pucchitapucchitaṃ kathesi. Na kevalaṃ macchānaṃyeva, tasmiṃ vanasaṇḍe rukkhānampi pabbatapāde dvipadacatuppadasakuṇānampi nāmāni pucchāpetvā kathesi. Atha dvīhi sakuṇehi mukhatuṇḍakena ḍaṃsitvā gahitadaṇḍake nisinno kuṇālasakuṇarājā purato pacchato ubhosu passesu sakuṇasaṅghaparivuto āgacchati. Bhikkhū taṃ disvā – ‘‘esa, bhante, imesaṃ sakuṇānaṃ rājā bhavissati, parivārā ete etassā’’ti maññāmāti. Evameva, bhikkhave, ayampi mama vaṃso mama paveṇīti. Idāni tāva mayaṃ, bhante, ete sakuṇe passāma. Yaṃ pana bhagavā ‘‘ayampi mama vaṃso mama paveṇī’’ti āha, taṃ sotukāmamhāti. Sotukāmattha bhikkhaveti? Āma, bhagavāti. Tena hi suṇāthāti tīhi gāthāsatehi maṇḍetvā kuṇālajātakaṃ kathento anabhiratiṃ vinodesi. Desanāpariyosāne sabbepi sotāpattiphale patiṭṭhahiṃsu, maggeneva ca nesaṃ iddhipi āgatā. Bhagavā – ‘‘hotu tāva ettakaṃ etesaṃ bhikkhūna’’nti ākāse uppatitvā mahāvanameva agamāsi. Tepi bhikkhū gamanakāle dasabalassa ānubhāvena gantvā āgamanakāle attano ānubhāvena bhagavantaṃ parivāretvā mahāvane otariṃsu.

They asked, and the Blessed One explained whatever they asked. Having invited them to ask questions, he explained not only about the fish, but also about the trees in that thicket of the forest, and the two-footed and four-footed creatures and birds at the foot of the mountain. Then the Kuṇāla bird king arrived, seated on a stick held in the beaks of two birds who bit onto it, surrounded by a flock of birds before, behind, and on both sides. Having seen him, the monks thought: “Venerable sir, this must be the king of these birds, and these are his retinue.” “Just so, monks; this too is my lineage, my ancestry.” “For now, venerable sir, we see these birds. But we wish to hear what the Blessed One said: ‘This too is my lineage, my ancestry.’” “Monks, do you wish to hear?” “Yes, Blessed One.” “Then listen,” he said, and adorning it with three hundred verses, by relating the Kuṇāla Jātaka he dispelled their discontent. At the conclusion of the teaching, all of them became established in the fruit of stream-entry, and psychic power came to them by that very path. Thinking, “Let this be enough for these monks for now,” the Blessed One rose into the air and went right to the Great Forest. And those monks too, having gone by the power of the One of Ten Powers on the outward journey, returned by their own power, surrounding the Blessed One, and descended into the Great Forest.