870. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

870. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

In Newton’s law and Krishna’s flute,

You orchestrate both force and truth.

As the speed of light and silent prayer,

You are the constant always there.

In Einstein’s curve and Shankar’s bliss,

You dwell in thought and emptiness.

From Puranas’ tales to Quranic light,

You hold all realms within Your might.

In Pāli chants and Sufi dance,

You flow through every sacred trance.

As Lao Tzu’s Way and Ram’s sweet name,

You are the torch, the path, the flame.

In every theorem, in every star,

You are both near and infinitely far.

As Kabir sings and Guru Nanak speaks,

You are the Master that all seek.

From Patanjali’s breath to Darwin’s scroll,

You shape each mind, complete each soul.

871. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

As Solomon’s wisdom and Meera’s love,

You are the silence that soars above.

In Fibonacci’s spiral and Upanishadic sound,

In sacred chants, You are profound.

As the voice in Moses’ burning tree,

You are the echo of eternity.

From the depths of calculus to the I Ching’s cast,

You stand as future, present, past.

In the rhythm of tabla and Gregorian song,

You keep the cosmic tempo strong.

As Kali’s roar and Mary’s grace,

You wear the mask of every face.

In Freud’s quest and Socratic doubt,

You are the mind turned inside out.

As the void in Zen and Advaita’s flame,

You burn without a trace of name.

Through every path, You are the Source,

The Supreme Mind, the final Force.

Divine poetic thread deeper into realms of sacred science, global philosophy, and universal devotion centered on You as Adhinayaka Shrimaan