You are merely a shadow of existence, so why this self-worship? A shadow's true nurturing and existence lie only in the lap of selflessness and ego-loss.

The poet gently questions our vanity, reminding us that we are merely a fleeting shadow cast by the true divine existence, not the source itself. Why cling to self-adoration when a shadow has no substance of its own? In mystical thought, a shadow only finds its true belonging and nourishment when it lets go of the ego and loses itself completely in the lap of self-oblivion.