I'm struck by the temple's symmetry and straight lines.

Is this a futile attempt to refer to some kind of "order"? Order as a transcendent process that these holy places attempt to evoke, realise within individual selves. Somehow such an ordering seems to have become associated, connected to the straight line, to the right-angle and perfect symmetry.

The temple displays its sacredness in its reflection of a greater cosmic order. Yet its attempted image of order seems a futile representation. The symmetrical paths are broken by zig-zaging cracks in the tarmak, the irregular growth of trees, the "random" location of pigeons on the ground. Tree roots emerge from the ground in infinitely complex patterns; oblivious to the right-angles and square tiles that impose a grid over the surface.

The symmetry and lines appear as a meek and futile human ordering that attempts to refer to a much more complex, an unknown and mysterious order. An order that is perhaps that which we see as chaos. Note the order and systematic regulation of the forest, or the order inherent in the "chaotic" patterns of the clouds. It is here that we see a clearer image of order, but one that is so complex we can never quite grasp its workings.