The verse

At dawn the mountain path lies deep in mistFirst lend your fire to warm the passing soulAsk not if the road ahead be thick or thinThe fog parts only for the one who gives

Reading

This lot bids you warm others first, and the mist will thin of itself. The way is to give without counting the return: sow the cause before, let the meeting come after. Heaven promises no fortune, only honors the giving hand.

The temple keeper adds

The middle path. No drama from the god today — only a road you can still walk.

[ Draw another at the temple ][ Keep a traffic omamori ]