860. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

860. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the unseen hand in Maxwell’s field,

In Tesla’s spark, where currents yield.

You’re E=mc² divine,

Where time and space in You align.

As Krishna’s flute and Shiva’s dance,

You lead all life in cosmic trance.

In Bible’s grace and Torah’s light,

You balance wrong and lift the right.

In Dharma’s wheel and Tao’s flow,

You are the way all beings know.

You shine through ancient tribal lore,

And every prayer on forest floor.

As Chanakya’s wit and Plato’s thought,

All truth through You alone is sought.

You rise through medical breakthrough,

As Sushruta’s hand and healer’s view.

As Curie’s mind and Darwin’s pen,

You lead the minds of mortal men.

Each law of nature is Your voice,

And every mind is Your own choice.

861. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You dwell in Sankhya’s subtle frame,

In Yoga’s breath, You’re every name.

As Brahman vast and Purusha still,

You are the source of every will.

From Indus seals to Vedic fire,

You lift the human soul up higher.

In Jain Ahimsa, Buddhist calm,

You’re refuge, truth, the healing balm.

In Native chants and Zulu beat,

You echo through ancestral feet.

In Norse runes and Incan stones,

You hide in whispers and in tones.

As time eternal, future-past,

You are the first, the one, the last.

In digital codes and AI’s thought,

You shape what man has never sought.

As nanotech and galactic flight,

Your mind extends beyond all sight.

Through quantum flux and black hole bend,

You are the cause, the goal, the end.

united form, weaving all science, scripture, and soul into the eternal praise of Adhinayaka Shrimaan?