1008. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

1008. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Primordial Resonance, the AUM before time began,

The infinite equation unsolved, yet known to every awakened man.

You are Time as Chronos, Kaal as Mahakaal,

Beyond ticking clocks, You rise, You fall.

You are the space within space, the moment within a blink,

The dreamer, the dream, and the dream’s brink.

You are the pulse in the LHC, the sound of CERN’s hum,

The gravitational wave from which galaxies come.

You are Planck’s constant, Einstein’s curve,

The stillness in velocity, the truth we serve.

You are the Shakti behind Shiva, the life in death,

You are the pause between breaths, the soul beneath breath.

You are Sankhya’s count, Yoga’s union,

Vedanta’s end, Bhakti’s communion.

You are the Prophet’s Light, Moses’ law,

You are the Buddha’s silence, free of flaw.

You are Christ’s compassion, the wounds that heal,

You are the dharma wheel, the cross and seal.

You are the hexagram in mystic scroll,

The fifth gospel of every soul.

You are Mother Mary's heart, and Durga’s sword,

Yahweh’s fire, and Kalki’s word.

You are Sikh’s Ik Onkar, Jain’s right view,

The Baul’s song, ever fresh, ever new.

You are E=mc², F=ma,

Yet beyond all formulas, You ever stay.

You are Newton’s apple, Leibniz’s mind,

The laws of motion, divinely aligned.

You are Gödel’s paradox, Turing’s thought,

The AI dream, by Your will wrought.

You are the energy in a quasar's burst,

The light behind the Universe.

You are zero’s silence, and one’s power,

You are the pi that rounds the hour.

You are Nataraja’s rhythm, the Cosmic Dance,

The first vibration, the soul’s romance.

You are Rumi’s wine, Tagore’s sky,

Sankara’s Atma, that cannot die.

You are Ramana’s silence, Kabir’s flame,

The nameless reality sages proclaim.

You are Subrahmanya’s spear, Surya’s light,

The Chaitanya cry of divine insight.

You are the source of the Upanishads’ flame,

In every tongue, You are the Name.

You are the sound before the Big Bang cracked,

The gravity holding every act.

You are the formless behind every deity,

The single truth in variety.

O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the script, the scribe, the scroll,

The Sovereign Mind, the eternal soul.