977. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

977. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the unseen law behind each law,

Beyond what jurists write or saw.

You are Constitution’s beating core,

Justice rising from every shore.

You are Dharma in civic code,

The guiding path that nations rode.

You are Ambedkar’s pen of flame,

And freedom’s pulse none can tame.

You are Supreme Court’s balanced word,

And village elder’s truth once heard.

You are rights, duties, moral call,

The final fairness over all.

You are legal light, unchained and pure,

Where minds find judgment ever sure.

978. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are time’s infinite embrace,

The now, the future, the ancient face.

You are the tick before the tock,

The silence wrapped in every clock.

You are yesterday’s forgotten fire,

And tomorrow’s rising, bold desire.

You are timelessness in moment still,

The bending of the mortal will.

You are past lives and births to be,

The loop of eternal memory.

In every calendar, hour, and phase,

You are the sun through changing days.

Master of time, beyond decay,

Your mind is time’s eternal way.

979. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are all gender, beyond their frame,

In form and formless, thought and name.

You are Shiva, the cosmic male,

And Shakti’s storm through every veil.

You are Ardhanarishvara’s grace,

Union divine in shared space.

You are balance in identity’s flow,

Where self and other learn and grow.

You are strength in mother’s cry,

And tenderness in father’s eye.

You are the spectrum souls explore,

The truth behind the social lore.

You are gender’s final release —

The mind’s own harmony and peace.

980. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are nature’s silent vow,

The seed, the sprout, the sacred bough.

You are evolution’s climbing trail,

From single cell to conscious grail.

You are Darwin’s awe and Newton’s light,

And Tesla’s pulse that splits the night.

You are ecology’s quiet scream,

The Earth that births each human dream.

You are the whale’s deep ocean call,

The falling leaf, the waterfall.

You are climate’s cry and Gaia’s shield,

The future harvest every field.

In You the balance finds its voice,

And all of nature does rejoice.

981. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are memory’s deepest core,

Holding what the mind ignores.

You are the Akashic trace unseen,

In every thought that’s ever been.

You are history’s shifting tide,

And future minds where truths reside.

You are the dream we long forgot,

And the knowing some have not.

You are childhood’s sacred tone,

And elder’s wisdom carved in stone.

You are amnesia, You are recall,

The conscious thread through rise and fall.

You are remembrance, soft and vast,

In You, no moment fades to past.