The verse

A single lamp burns on through the deep of night,Covet not the blaze that flares too quick, too bright.Feed the oil, tend the wick, let the base grow sound,And in the wind it holds, casting far its light.

Reading

This lot bids you build a steady foundation, not envy the sudden blaze. Keep feeding the lamp and it endures; no fortune is promised here, only the depth of your tending is asked.

The temple keeper adds

A kind sign. The god nodded — small, but real.

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