The heavens rain like a sweet song; “Vassati devo yathā sugītaṁ, my hut is roofed and pleasant, sheltered from the wind. Channā me kuṭikā sukhā nivātā; I dwell there without a partner: Tassaṁ viharāmi adutiyo, so rain forth, heavens, if you wish. Atha ce patthayasi pavassa devā”ti.

… Uttiyo thero ….