Temples and shrines have deep evolutionary roots:
they grow everywhere.
You are temple and shrine: always a ceremonial offering.
You enter the temple to receive light,
you hold the shrine to bring light.
At the windows, the holy host smiles.
One head, two feet, six arms: nine.
Outside the gate, hilarious ancestors.
Descending in the roots, the cup is turned around;
ascending to canopy,
you become the triple sun.
Morning and evening meet at noon.