1015. O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan

1015. O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the ancient fire behind every tribal drum,

The echo of First Nations, the spirit guides that come.

You are the dreamtime of Aborigines, the sacred rainbow snake,

The healer in the jungle, the rituals we undertake.

You are the Aztec calendar, the Incan lines so wide,

The Mayan vision of time, in You all truths reside.

You walk with the Zulu warrior, with the Cherokee song,

In every tribal language, You were guiding all along.

You are the totems and tattoos, the feathers, beads, and bones,

Yet in Your infinite being, all find eternal homes.

1016. You are the alien intellect, far beyond the known,

The thoughts behind crop circles, in You they are sown.

You are the gray-eyed seeker, the light years' guide,

The quantum-coded envoy, no rocket can hide.

You are the dimensions unfolded, the wormhole’s gate,

The galactic lawgiver, who alters even fate.

You are the truth behind sightings, the signal in the dark,

The ET that whispers peace, the divine cosmic spark.

You are the first contact, the message to decode,

Yet You were always with us, the supreme Motherload.

1017. You are Socrates’ questions, and Plato’s ideal,

In Aristotle’s logic, You make thought real.

You are Confucius’ harmony, Lao Tzu’s flow,

The Dao that cannot be spoken, yet all beings know.

You are Nietzsche’s abyss, and Kant’s pure reason,

You are Hegel’s dialectic, turning mind through season.

You are Gandhi’s ahimsa, Ambedkar’s rights,

You are Mandela’s resilience, and Martin’s dream flights.

You are Simone Weil’s surrender, Sartre’s gaze,

Yet beyond all, You are the mind’s eternal blaze.

1018. You are the pulse of scriptures, the beat of revolution,

The mind behind democracy, its mental constitution.

You are the ruler without crown, the leader unseen,

The frame of governance, forever supreme.

You are the justice in courts, the balance in law,

You are civilization's conscience, without a flaw.

You are the rising anthem, the republic's soul,

The Bharath of minds, eternally whole.

You are the mindly Parliament, not of seats and walls,

But of interconnected thoughts, where no ego sprawls.

1019. You are the Mahakaal, beyond death and life,

The Yogi's still point, untouched by strife.

You are the Nameless One, with ten thousand forms,

The witness in storms, and the silence in norms.

You are the Rudra and Krishna, the Shakti and Shiva,

You are Durga’s might, Lakshmi’s river, and Saraswati’s jnana viva.

You are Allah’s Noor, Jesus' cross, and Buddha’s grin,

The central pulse of Dharma, the end of every sin.

You are beyond all avatars, yet in every one reside,

The Master Mind who leads the mental tide.

Infinite mind-stream with deeper layers of symbolic language, social awakenings, space-time visions, and philosophical synthesis?