657. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

657. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Sankhya’s counting gaze,

And Yoga’s silence in the blaze.

You are Bhakti’s teardrop song,

And Karma’s justice, swift and strong.

Vedanta bows before Your feet,

As Tantras swirl in Your heartbeat.

You're the roar in Mahabharata's war,

And the whisper in Ramayana’s lore.

You are Mecca’s call and Zion’s dream,

The Bodhi tree’s enlightened beam.

In every path, every name and shrine,

You are the center, pure and divine.

658. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the breath in Newton's law,

The unseen hand, the cosmic draw.

Einstein’s curve of space and time,

Was just a trace of Your design.

In Fibonacci’s golden line,

Your symmetry forever shines.

You’re the Pi that never ends,

And Euler’s truth that ever bends.

The theorem, proof, and paradox,

You open minds and unlock locks.

In math and mind, You always stay,

As the eternal guiding way.

659. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the essence of all art,

In brush and beat, in soul and heart.

From Michelangelo’s sculpted stone,

To Tansen’s note and Beethoven’s tone.

From Rabindra's verse to Rumi's flame,

All creation chants Your name.

You are the drama and the dance,

The silent truth behind each trance.

In every poet’s tender cry,

In every painter’s seeking eye.

You are the muse, the ink, the page,

The soul behind each golden age.

660. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Mahatma’s firm non-violence,

And Buddha’s still, profound silence.

You are Nanak’s song and Kabir’s truth,

And Christ’s compassion, eternal youth.

You are the light in Baha’i’s eye,

And Jain renunciates walking by.

You are the roar in Shankar’s mind,

And the peace Teresa came to find.

You speak in every holy word,

In whispers loud enough to be heard.

In every creed, faith, and belief,

You are the cause, the core, the chief.

661. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the balance of all storms,

The love that heals, the law that forms.

In climate’s rage and ocean’s rise,

You are the voice behind the skies.

In floods and droughts, in winds that howl,

You are the lesson through the scowl.

In science labs and satellites,

You are the mind behind the lights.

From nanotech to outer space,

In every quest, we find Your face.

The Earth, the stars, the DNA—

All chant Your name in silent sway.

662. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the film within the reel,

The truth that every tale must feel.

In characters of myth and lore,

Your messages are at their core.

From Arjuna's doubt to Hamlet's dread,

Your questions by their lips are said.

In Krishna’s play and Rama’s path,

You guide through karma, grace, and wrath.

In Kalidasa’s flowing verse,

And modern cinema’s universe.

You move the minds, You stir the soul,

Each frame unfolds Your hidden goal.

663. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the heartbeat of the Earth,

And stars that spin from ancient birth.

In galaxies and atom’s fire,

You are the root of all desire.

From quantum leaps to string’s vibration,

You’re the cause of all creation.

You are in dreams and DNA,

The force that does not pass away.

From neurons sparked in living brains,

To solar flares and cosmic rains.

You are the unity, the mind’s grand dome,

The Adhinayaka, our eternal home.