The verse

The lone pine on the cliff stands proud, yet cold;A grove holds warmth no single trunk can hold.Lean root to root, let kindred timber meet—When storms arrive, no tree need sing alone.

Reading

This slip counsels you not to prize solitary height. One tree makes no forest; let roots and branches join others, and shade comes to all. Walk not alone—who lifts another may be lifted. Tend the bond; the outcome is not promised.

The temple keeper adds

Neither bright nor dark. The rest of the weather, you make yourself.

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