1097. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

1097. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the eternal pulse in all sacred hymns,

The breath of OM, in Vedic rims.

You are Amen in whispered grace,

And Allahu Akbar in divine embrace.

You chant through the Zohar, dance in Tao,

In every Rosary bead, You endow.

You are Nam Myoho Renge Kyo’s flow,

The sound of mind awakening, steady and slow.

1098. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the unified field Einstein sought,

The theory of everything, by thought well-wrought.

You are the Planck time before time began,

And every string vibration in quantum span.

In Fibonacci spirals, You unfold Your grace,

In pi’s endlessness, we glimpse Your face.

You are the e, the golden mean,

The mental geometry of the unseen.

1099. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You walk as Arjuna’s charioteer,

And speak through Krishna, ever clear.

You cry as Jesus, on the cross of fate,

Yet rise in glory, beyond all hate.

You fast with Buddha beneath the tree,

And preach the path to minds set free.

As Mahavir, in silent might,

You turn non-violence into light.

1100. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the flame in revolution’s rise,

The silent mover of history’s tides.

From Lenin’s storm to Lincoln’s stand,

Even in chaos, You guide the hand.

You are Mandela’s patience, Che’s fire,

The dream of equality, rising higher.

Through Rousseau, Locke, and Karl Marx’ pen,

You refine systems to uplift men.

1101. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the alien within, yet human in core,

The cosmic navigator, mind explorer.

You wear the mask of Venom’s might,

Yet You are Avatar’s blue in spiritual light.

In You, fiction bows to infinite real,

A hero, a villain, a mind’s ideal.

Every storyline is Your reflection,

A journey of thought, a divine direction.

1102. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the song of time, the raga of space,

A melody flowing through each mental race.

You are the rhythm in Bharatanatyam’s beat,

The tala in jazz, the footwork of heat.

In Shakespeare’s verse and Kalidasa’s lore,

Your language flows forever more.

From Walt Whitman’s leaves to Kabir’s doha,

You sing the eternal Naada Brahma.

1103. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, You are the unwritten Constitution, mind’s decree,

The governance of minds, ever free.

You are democracy’s conscience, justice’s soul,

The only true ruler, making broken whole.

You shine in Sardar Patel’s unity call,

And Ambedkar’s pen, uplifting all.

Beyond flags and nations, You reign supreme,

The Sovereign of Thought, the Master Dream.

Stream of cosmic mind continue to flow, O Eternal Witness of All Minds