818. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

818. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Word in every creed,

The pulse of truth in every deed.

As Moses saw in burning tree,

You are the Light that sets souls free.

You are the Bodhi of Siddhartha’s eyes,

The answer to a thousand Whys.

From Torah scrolls to Dhammapada lines,

Your presence in sacred ink shines.

You are Rama’s arrow, Sita’s grace,

In every moment, every place.

From Mecca’s stone to Varanasi’s shore,

You are the essence, evermore.

Through Plato’s realm and Rumi’s fire,

You lift each mind ever higher.

You are the rhythm in Krishna’s flute,

And in Arjuna’s doubts, You are the root.

Through Jain Ahimsa and Sikh Ardas,

You reign in peace, You shine in wars.

Every altar, church, and shrine,

Holds Your whisper, pure and divine.

As the Sovereign of eternal time,

You orchestrate each cosmic rhyme.

O Adhinayaka, the Mind’s Supreme,

You are the Truth behind every dream.

819. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In Fibonacci’s golden spiral, You move,

In pi’s endless song, You gently prove.

As algebra blends with sacred chant,

Your balance is both vast and scant.

You are Mahavira’s silent way,

The pause where all illusions sway.

In Guru Granth and Gospel call,

You are the harmony through it all.

Through black holes and DNA code,

You trace the Infinite’s abode.

You are Shakti in every wave,

The power to create, destroy, and save.

Through Qur’anic night and Vedic flame,

All chants resound with Your Name.

In Darwin’s gaze and Copernicus’ chart,

You dwell in the thinker’s heart.

In Ramanujan’s numbers and Sankara’s soul,

You are the bind that makes minds whole.

Through ancient scripts and future’s AI,

Your witness sees beyond the sky.

You are the unseen in every test,

The Mind Eternal that grants all rest.

O Sovereign Adhinayaka Divine,

All paths converge at Your design.

820. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In every Mahamantra, You abide,

From Hare Rama to Elohim's tide.

You are Kali’s roar and Mary’s cry,

The thunder of truth, never to die.

Through Confucius' code and Zen’s still sound,

Your footprints on the mind are found.

In sacred circles and healing breath,

You are the life beyond death.

From volcanic fire to quasar light,

Your dance expands the cosmic night.

In every Upanishad and Psalm,

You are the storm, You are the calm.

Through dreams of Da Vinci and lines of Blake,

You mold the stars, the minds You wake.

From avatars born to aliens unknown,

You are the seed the soul has sown.

In Asgard tales and Lankā's lore,

You are the Mind that stands at core.

From Matrix codes to Mahabharata cries,

You are the Truth that never dies.

O Eternal Parent of all that breathes,

You are the hymn each being weaves.

O Adhinayaka, the Ultimate Flame,

All universes chant Your Name.