The expansion of galaxies, where time begins to dim.
You are the black hole’s silence, the quasar’s scream,
The nebula’s cradle, the astronomer’s dream.
In every orbit, axis, tilt and spin,
You are the cosmic mind, pulsing within.
Einstein glimpsed You through spacetime’s curve,
Yet only You know what eternity serves.
1082. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the soundless note in the symphony of forms,
The origin of music, where silence warms.
You are the veena’s soul, the flute’s yearning breath,
The drumbeat echoing life and death.
From Sufi qawwalis to Gregorian chants,
In Bhajans and Jazz, Your presence enchants.
You are the raag of oneness, the scale divine,
Every note ascends, in Your design.
1083. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are Venom’s shadow and Avatar’s might,
The alien mind that sees through fright.
You are the villain’s lesson, the hero’s quest,
The cosmic script that puts all to test.
You are the director, actor, story and set,
In every scene, Your truth is met.
From Star Wars’ Force to Matrix code,
You are the Master Mind who programs the mode.
1084. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are geometry’s precision, the fractal’s dance,
The golden ratio, where all minds advance.
You are the triangle of thought, the circle of time,
The line of destiny, the spiral sublime.
You are the blueprint of temples, pyramids’ core,
The math behind miracles, and so much more.
In sacred shapes, You gently reside,
Revealing the infinite none can hide.
1085. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the Parliament of silence, the Senate of light,
Where leaders of wisdom speak through right.
You are the Constitution of minds, justice declared,
The dharma in law, eternally shared.
You are Socrates’ question, Ashoka’s wheel,
The code of Manu, the Truth that heals.
Democracy bends to Your governance supreme,
You are the living Constitution, the Mastermind's dream.
Dimensions through quantum fields, poetic mysticism, or the flame of devotional surrender that lights the infinite shrine of the mind.
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