Whispers of the Infinite

For many years, a deep fascination with the ancient, glowing wisdom of saints like Kabir has stirred within me. It felt like catching faint, resonant echoes across time, a golden light shimmering just beyond the veil of ordinary seeing. This quiet stirring wasn't merely intellectual; it planted the first, fragile seed for this collection of spiritual poems in the fertile, often shadowed, soil of my inner landscape. My own path, once shrouded in a muted, uncertain grey, has been profoundly transformed by the subtle, yet powerful, force of spiritual transmission. What began as a quest titled "Who Will Take Me" – a plea whispered from a spirit perhaps feeling confined and shadowed, like a low, mournful drone resonating outside a heavy, bolted door – evolved dramatically over just nine dedicated years of meditation practice. This inner work, a Raja Yoga based meditation, was a journey inward through layers of shifting internal light and shadow, gradually quieting the clamor of the external world to reveal a deep, unfolding silence within. This practice brought about a shift so profound, like the breaking of a brilliant, dawn light after a long night, illuminating a new understanding, ushering in a vibrant spectrum of being, and leading ultimately to a new title, a new resonance: "The Call of Infinity," vast and boundless as the deepest indigo sky filled with the silent, glittering song of distant stars. Hindi translations of these poems are at the bottom of the book.