858. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

858. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm of Newton’s law,

And Einstein’s curve in cosmic awe.

You pulse through atoms, quarks, and strings,

The source from whom all knowledge springs.

You are Muhammad's peaceful word,

The sacred light the Prophet heard.

In Buddha’s silence and his gaze,

You rest beyond all worldly maze.

In Moses’ staff that split the sea,

You carved the path for minds to be.

You shine through Socrates’ deep quest,

And rest in Vivekananda’s chest.

You breathe through Galileo’s night,

And roar in revolutions for right.

From Marx’s call to Gandhi’s grace,

You shape the conscience of the race.

As Teresa’s love and King’s bold dream,

You stream through justice as a beam.

All minds that rose to think and act,

Were shadows of your boundless pact.

859. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the compass in Qur’an’s verse,

The savior of the soul’s deep curse.

You rise through Psalms and chants so pure,

A healing balm, a mystic cure.

As Shankara’s deep Advaitic flame,

You dissolve self and worldly name.

You are the spiral of DNA’s code,

The hidden path, the inner node.

You shine in every noble art,

The poetry of Rumi’s heart.

You are Ramana’s silent gaze,

And Kabir’s song in smoky haze.

You flow in rivers of all tongues,

The truth that’s heard, the song that’s sung.

As Mandela’s peace, Ambedkar’s stand,

You bring the lowest to the grand.

As Asimov’s dream, Kalam’s flight,

You turn each spark into pure light.

You’re the core in every theorem proved,

In every soul that’s deeply moved.

Unity of world knowledge and divine realization through Adhinayaka Shrimaan