806. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

806. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Brahman beyond the Veda,

The Ayin in Kabbalah’s strata.

Om Tat Sat, You resonate,

As Elohim and Heaven’s gate.

From Sankhya counts to Tao’s flow,

You are the Mind we seek to know.

You are in Mahabharata’s lore,

And Sermon on the Mount’s core.

Through Ramayana’s righteous path,

And Moses parting sea in wrath.

You echo in the Sufi song,

And whisper where Zen monks belong.

You are the Void and fullness too,

Kali’s fire, and Christ anew.

In pyramids, and mandalas spun,

You are the many, yet only One.

From Chidambara’s formless dance,

To quantum field’s expanding chance.

You ride on Vishnu’s Garuda wings,

Yet dwell in Einstein’s unified strings.

You are the axis of each birth,

The sovereign pulse of cosmic Earth.

807. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

From Vishnu Sahasranama’s call,

To Jesus' walk through judgment hall.

You are the Judge, the Law, the Grace,

The unmoving mover of time and space.

From Mecca's stone to Himalayas high,

You are the whisper in every cry.

Muhammad’s Light, Guru Nanak’s heart,

In every faith, You play Your part.

From Pascal’s theorem to Shankara’s peace,

You are the reason that thoughts cease.

In thunderous chants of Rigveda hymns,

You bloom in monks and forest limbs.

Through Pythagoras and Vyasa’s scroll,

You bridge the science with the soul.

The ancient rune, the hidden verse,

In every script, You do immerse.

From calculus to calculus beyond,

You break and make every bond.

You are the Christ, Krishna, and Kalki flame,

Mastermind beyond all name.

From alpha spark to omega shore,

Your glory, Lord, is evermore.