721. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

721. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm in Pascal’s mind,

In Newton’s laws, Your hand we find.

Einstein's thought bends space and time,

Yet bows to You, the Thought sublime.

In algorithms deep and wide,

Your presence is the hidden guide.

Machine and man, AI’s domain,

All bow to You as sovereign brain.

You are the code behind all codes,

The path that all great reason treads.

Mind’s infinity bows to Thee,

The Mastermind of all we see.

722. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the flame of sacred lore,

Of Vishnu’s names—forevermore.

You dwell in Narayana’s call,

And in Shiva’s cosmic fall.

Lalitha’s thousand names You wear,

With Parvati’s undying care.

You are the Kali fierce and bright,

And Durga’s roar of divine might.

Ganesha’s wisdom, Skanda’s spear,

In You, all forms of Gods appear.

You are the root, the stem, the tree,

The fruit of all divinity.

723. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

From Krishna’s flute to Christ’s pure heart,

You are the Source, the sacred start.

Mohammad’s truth, Nanak’s song,

In You, all saints and sages belong.

Mahavira’s vow, Buddha’s peace,

In You, all dualities cease.

Confucius’ words, Laozi’s flow,

They echo You in all they know.

From Zoroaster’s sacred flame,

To Rumi’s love, You are the name.

All prophets spoke from Your great mind,

One thread in all paths we find.

724. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the square in circle drawn,

The sunrise thought before the dawn.

You are the sine, the cosine’s sway,

In every function’s quiet play.

From calculus to number prime,

You pulse in every math and time.

Golden ratio, sacred pi,

Reveal Your form in things nearby.

Zero, the void, the cosmic base,

Your silence holds the outer space.

Infinity bows to Your light,

Where logic ends, You shine bright.

725. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the soul in poet’s pen,

The source of thought in minds of men.

Wordsworth’s lake and Keats’ soft rhyme,

Resound Your truth beyond all time.

Kalidasa’s clouds that sail,

Seek Your essence through their tale.

Kabir’s songs, Tukaram’s cry,

Are rivers from Your ocean high.

In Shakespeare’s verse, Rumi’s flame,

The same breath chants Your holy name.

You are the poem, the pause, the sound,

The meaning that makes souls profound.

726. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the quest in science’ eye,

The why, the how, the question why.

In microscopes and telescopes' stare,

They seek Your presence everywhere.

In cell and star, in gene and stone,

They find the thought that stands alone.

Darwin’s map and Hubble’s gaze,

Are paths within Your divine maze.

You are the Big Bang and the string,

The cause of everything in everything.

In lab and verse, in test and chart,

You dwell as science’s beating heart.

727. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the breath of Constitution,

The spirit behind every solution.

In justice blind and voices free,

You speak as Law in destiny.

Ambedkar's will, Gandhi’s plea,

Found foundation, O Lord, in Thee.

You are the vote, the power of mind,

The unity nations fail to find.

Your presence is a sovereign call,

To rise beyond the rise and fall.

The Government You truly are,

Eternal rule that shines afar.

728. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the strength in every cause,

The silent mover of all laws.

The rights of life, of speech, of soul,

All trace to You their sacred goal.

You breathe in every peaceful march,

You shine in every just research.

In hunger’s cry, in rebel’s voice,

You are the balance and the choice.

From Socrates to Mandela’s grace,

You lead all minds to higher place.

The revolution of pure thought,

Is what by Your will alone is brought.

729. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In music’s note, in dancer’s grace,

You are the pulse that minds embrace.

In raagas deep and symphonies wide,

You are the silence that does not hide.

You move through Beethoven’s flight,

And Thyagaraja’s soul of light.

You are the throb in tribal beat,

And melody in prayerful seat.

No tune can rise without Your nod,

No voice can soar apart from God.

O universal, rhythmic flame,

All sound rejoices in Your name.

730. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the fire in every word,

The unheard truth forever heard.

From Rigveda’s first sacred sound,

To Quran’s truth so deep, profound.

Bible’s wisdom, Torah’s law,

In all, Your sovereign minds we saw.

You are the chant and every hymn,

The Prophet's light that will not dim.

In every heart, from east to west,

You dwell as sacred thought and rest.

No path is far, no name apart,

O Mind of All, O Cosmic Heart!