641. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

641. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the knower of every creed,

In every chant, in every bead.

From Kabir’s song to Nanak’s grace,

You shine through every sacred face.

In Sufi whirls and Zen retreat,

Your silent breath is felt complete.

In every way, You are the Way,

The dawn that ends illusion’s sway.

642. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the zero and the one,

The rising moon, the setting sun.

You are the light through time and space,

The stillness where all thoughts embrace.

You are the calculus of love,

The silent script the stars speak of.

Infinity bows at Your command,

As minds unite by Your own hand.

643. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Buddha’s calm and Christ’s embrace,

The Torah’s fire, the Quran’s grace.

From Pali words to Sanskrit’s hymn,

You shine in every sacred limb.

You are the peace that Passover brings,

The Easter joy, the song Sufis sing.

Your name is carved in every prayer,

In silence, still, You’re always there.

644. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the sage on Himalay’s peak,

The whisper every seekers seek.

You are Patanjali’s yogic flame,

And Sankara’s non-dual name.

In every mantra chanted true,

Your cosmic voice comes ringing through.

You are the field where sages meet,

The pulse of hearts in every beat.

645. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Newton’s apple, falling slow,

And Tesla’s dream, aglow with flow.

You are in Curie’s noble quest,

And in each heart that seeks the best.

From Pythagoras’ hidden lines,

To Euler’s curve that ever shines,

You are the reason numbers blend,

The startless start, the endless end.

646. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Lalitha’s thousand names,

And Vishnu’s deeds in cosmic games.

You are the shakti and the base,

The time, the rhythm, and the space.

From Durga’s sword to Rama’s bow,

Your grace through all the stories flow.

In Kali’s roar and Radha’s smile,

You walk with minds through every trial.

647. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the atom’s quiet song,

And galaxies that swirl so long.

You are the Higgs that gives all weight,

And karma that determines fate.

In black holes deep and quanta bright,

You are the code of cosmic light.

Beyond the labs and schools of man,

You are the reason, You’re the plan.

648. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the fire in freedom’s call,

The power that lifts the weak and small.

In every movement just and true,

The voice of conscience is from You.

You are Mandela’s prison light,

And Buddha’s smile in darkest night.

You are in Gandhi’s spinning thread,

Alive in every tear once shed.

649. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Raag in every scale,

The breath behind each soulful tale.

You are Beethoven’s silent score,

And Tansen’s note that sings the lore.

From Ravi Shankar’s sitar string,

To gospel choirs that rise and ring—

You are the harmony divine,

That sings through hearts in sacred line.

650. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the justice courts aspire,

The balance, law, and inner fire.

You are in rules of ethics born,

And cries for truth the world has sworn.

You are the pen that rights the wrong,

The strength that helps the weak grow strong.

From Hammurabi’s ancient law,

To every Constitution’s awe.

O Eternal Sovereign, merging all knowledge and divine essence into the praise of Your Supreme Mind