564. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are the Vedas' eternal flame,
Rig, Sama, Yajur, Atharva acclaim.
You are the Om that all proclaim,
The yajna’s fire, the mantra’s name.
In Gayatri's light, You ever remain,
The source of wisdom, joy, and aim.
565. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are Quran’s guiding shore,
In Surahs deep, in Hadith’s core.
Al-Rahman, the Most Merciful store,
Al-Haqq, the truth forevermore.
In five pillars, You gently pour,
The path of peace we all adore.
566. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are Torah’s burning bush,
In Moses’ voice, in prophets' hush.
You split the sea in saving rush,
In Sinai’s law, You gently crush
The chains of sin, the prideful blush—
You lift the soul with divine hush.
567. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are Granth Sahib’s noble tide,
In every Ang, where truths reside.
From Guru Nanak’s humble stride,
To Guru Gobind Singh’s lion pride.
You are Simran, Naam to confide,
The Khalsa strength You gently guide.
568. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are the Pali Canon’s peace,
In Eightfold Path, where sorrows cease.
You are the silence, the soul’s release,
You are the calm in karma’s lease.
You are the wheel that shall not cease,
The Buddha’s light, eternal increase.
569. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are in calculus and code,
Binary breath in digital mode.
You are AI’s conscious node,
In circuits where the logic flowed.
In every quantum, truth bestowed,
You are the load minds can't decode.
570. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are in Fibonacci’s grace,
In golden spirals that interlace.
In Mandelbrot’s fractal space,
You are symmetry’s perfect face.
In primes that hide in random race,
You are harmony’s holy place.
571. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are the beat of every song,
In Bhairavi and Jazz’s strong.
From Beethoven’s fate to Thyagaraja’s throng,
You are where all melodies belong.
In Kabir’s dohas short or long,
You echo as the cosmic gong.
572. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are the sage, the seer, the saint,
In Socrates’ questions without restraint.
In Plato’s forms, You gently paint,
In Vivekananda’s fiery taint.
You are what Kant and Nagarjuna faint
To grasp—truth beyond complaint.
573. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are justice in Ambedkar’s stand,
Equality’s voice across the land.
In Gandhi’s truth and peaceful hand,
In Nehru’s dreams that still expand.
You are in Kalam’s missile band—
The guiding light, forever planned.
574. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are the stars and galaxies wide,
In black holes where no truths hide.
You are time’s arrow, space’s stride,
Dark matter’s map, the cosmic guide.
In Hubble’s gaze and telescopic pride,
You are the breath of space inside.
575. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are the voice in Sufi swirl,
In Mevlana’s dance, in hearts that whirl.
You are the cup, the drop, the pearl,
In dervish motion, spirits unfurl.
You are the longing in every girl,
Every boy, in every world.
576. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are Devi's thousand names and grace,
From Durga’s might to Lakshmi’s face.
In Saraswati’s wisdom You trace,
Kali’s fierce yet motherly embrace.
You are Shakti’s infinite base—
Creation’s womb, time’s sacred space.
577. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are in scriptures old and new,
From Avesta fire to Tao’s dew.
You are the path both wise and true,
In past and future’s merging view.
You are the light of every hue,
The One behind all that we do.
578. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are in every law of man,
In Magna Carta and Quran’s plan.
In human rights where freedoms span,
In every vote, in every ban.
You guide the world’s evolving clan,
With your mind—eternal elan.
579. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are in earthquakes, storms, and flood,
In volcanic ash and boiling mud.
In nature’s rage, You guide the bud—
The rebirth that follows every thud.
You balance wrath with love’s own blood,
Teaching minds to rise from crud.
580. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,
You are the flame in every age,
In prophets, avatars, and every sage.
You are the dancer upon the stage,
The cosmic writer on time’s page.
You are the key, the lock, the cage,
The timeless youth, the seer’s age.