Just as in the dawning sun
the shadow a tree throws
is long,
but as the sun rises
it shortens, 
recoiling into the tree
until at noon
the tree casts no shadow
but only stands alone,
ablaze in the purifying light:
So the shadow I cast
as my Consciousness of Krishna
until my shadow dissolves
and I stand
under His Lotus Feet,
and pure.

 Brahmananda Das Brahmachary
(Bruce Scharf)