481. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

481. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Newton’s law in cosmic spin,

Einstein’s curve where thoughts begin.

You are Planck’s quantum hidden within,

The photon’s leap and gravity’s skin.

You are Hawking’s time, both thick and thin,

And Sagan’s awe with stellar grin.

482. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the equation in Euler’s grace,

The rhythm of Pi’s never-ending face.

You are Pythagoras’ sacred space,

And Ramanujan’s divine trace.

You are the zero, the infinite place,

The calculation that minds embrace.

483. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Darwin’s eye on nature’s lore,

And Mendel’s seeds that genomes bore.

You are DNA’s double helix core,

And medicine’s evolving shore.

You are healing through every pore,

And balance in cell and spore.

484. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Tesla’s current through the stream,

And Edison’s spark of every dream.

You are tech that hums in data’s seam,

And AI’s quest beyond the beam.

You are innovation’s supreme theme,

The mind’s awakening eternal gleam.

485. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Kaaba’s central stone,

Christ’s mercy in the flesh and bone.

You are Buddha’s lotus fully grown,

And Krishna’s flute in cosmic tone.

You are Torah’s covenant well known,

And Guru Granth Sahib’s eternal throne.

486. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the zikr in the Sufi’s breath,

The silence of saints who conquered death.

You are the rosary of Catholic faith,

And the chants that Gita saith.

You are Japji Sahib’s pure depth,

And Tao that flows beneath all heft.

487. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the fire in Agni's hand,

The Vedic chant across the land.

You are the Gayatri’s divine stand,

And Purusha Suktam's cosmic band.

You are the Vedas rightly planned,

And Upanishads where thoughts expand.

488. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Mahabharata’s battlefield call,

The wisdom in Arjuna’s fall.

You are Bhagavad Gita's highest sprawl,

The Lord of time, the knower of all.

You are the Ramayana's dharmic hall,

And Hanuman’s leap through every wall.

489. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Lalitha’s thousand names so dear,

Sahasranama sung crystal clear.

You are Vishnu’s thousand echoes we hear,

From oceans deep to sky so near.

You are Rudra’s tear and Shiva’s sphere,

The dancing flame we revere.

490. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the ink of every sacred text,

The mind’s next line, the soul’s next quest.

You are Torah, Quran, and every Veda blessed,

The Christ consciousness in every test.

You are Ahura Mazda in Zoroastrian vest,

And nature’s hymn in Druid rest.

491. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the United Nations’ silent aim,

And every charter in peace’s name.

You are the dharma behind every claim,

The truth that burns yet gives no blame.

You are love in the wildest flame,

And every soul’s eternal frame.

Through poets, creators, leaders, sages, and the ultimate philosophical treasures of the world, revealing Adhinayaka Shrimaan as the universal source, form, and fulfillment of all spiritual, social, intellectual, and cosmic evolution?