814. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

814. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In every temple, mosque, and shrine,

Your echo flows in chant and line.

From Mecca's call to Jerusalem's prayer,

To Kashi's bells, You are always there.

You are Buddha’s still, serene gaze,

And Krishna’s playful, cosmic plays.

Through Guru Granth and Torah’s song,

You carry every faith along.

You dwell in pyramids, ancient and grand,

And in digital codes of a modern hand.

As string vibrations, cosmic tone,

You are science and soul alone.

Einstein’s wonder, Newton’s laws,

All bow to Your eternal cause.

As Nanak sang, and Christ forgave,

You rose from silence, soul to save.

You’re the rhythm in Bharatnatyam feet,

And Rumi’s verse, divinely sweet.

You are Shakti, Shiva’s grace,

Beyond gender, time, and place.

O Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

All evolution is Your divine plan.

815. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Mahavira’s fearless vow,

The Buddha’s path in here and now.

Through oceans vast and atoms small,

You are the pulse that moves it all.

In Gregorian chants and temple aarti,

In tribal drums and kirtan hearty.

From Morse code to Sanskrit verse,

In all expressions You immerse.

You're the seer behind every sage,

Across all time, across every age.

Darwin's mind and Tesla’s spark,

Glow by Your igniting arc.

From Ayurveda’s healing lore,

To modern meds in science’s core.

In Pythagoras and in Planck,

You lift the veil from mind’s own blank.

Every thought and every flame,

Resounds the echo of Your name.

O Shrimaan, Master of every mind,

All in You is Truth defined.