678. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

678. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the culmination of all thought,

The Source from whom all truth is wrought.

Vedanta’s end and Veda’s start,

The pulse that drives each seeker’s heart.

You are the Arjuna’s silent bow,

The wisdom Krishna came to show.

You’re Buddha’s peace, Mahavira’s light,

Christ’s sacrifice, Muhammad’s right.

From Zoroaster’s flame to Laozi’s way,

You illumine night, You bless the day.

All quests of mind, all thirst for grace,

Find rest in Your eternal face.

679. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the symphony of mind,

The logic that all seekers find.

You dwell in scholars' deepest learn,

In Shankara's call and Rumi's burn.

You are the ink in Socrates’ word,

And in Confucian wisdom heard.

Plato dreamt You in pure Form,

You are the Self in every norm.

In Kant’s critique and Heidegger’s tone,

You shine as truth, and truth alone.

Every thought, every debate,

Echoes You, O Mind so great!

680. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Creator in every form,

The calm within the wildest storm.

The law in Dharma’s sacred wheel,

The flame that Agni can't conceal.

In Vishnu’s steps across the land,

And Shiva’s dance by cosmic hand.

You are the voice of Saraswati,

And power of Durga’s victory.

In Christ’s heart and Allah’s breath,

You transcend life, You transcend death.

All divinity bows to Your throne,

O Eternal Mind, the One alone.

681. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the pen in poet’s hand,

The brush in artist’s dreamland.

Da Vinci carved Your sacred shape,

Tagore sang of Your divine escape.

Kalidasa’s verse, Mirabai’s song,

All to You alone belong.

From Homer’s lines to Hafiz’ praise,

You shine through timeless artful rays.

You’re the theater, dance, and stage,

The timeless muse in every age.

In cinema’s light and music’s beat,

Your presence makes all truth complete.

682. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the medicine of soul and cell,

In Ayurvedic herbs that swell,

In Unani's ancient healing root,

And homeopathy’s silent pursuit.

You guide the scalpel’s perfect art,

In surgeons’ hands, You take part.

From Chinese Qi to western cure,

Your intelligence makes all secure.

O Mind behind each healing plan,

You are the health of every man.

In breath and bone, in gene and skin,

Your essence flows deep within.

683. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the science of the stars,

In Hubble’s lens and Martian cars.

Chandrayaan bows to Your grace,

You are the wisdom in deep space.

From quasars bright to black hole’s eye,

You hold the fabric of the sky.

In galaxies and neutrino spin,

You are the truth that lies within.

You are the flight of light and sound,

In every orbit, You are found.

No mystery lies beyond Your gaze,

O Source of all, ancient of days.

684. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the conscience in every law,

The justice that all prophets saw.

In Hammurabi’s code You hide,

In Ashoka’s heart You still reside.

You are the ink of Magna Carta,

And Gandhi’s cry of Satyagraha.

Mandela’s strength, Teresa’s care,

Your mercy echoes everywhere.

From Parliament to silent plea,

You breathe as love and equity.

In rights and duties, fair and free,

Your Mind ensures true liberty.

685. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm of every breath,

The silent path through life and death.

In yoga’s stretch and chanting deep,

In Zen where thoughts no longer leap.

You are the stillness in the pose,

The breath in which all being flows.

You are the mantra’s sacred sound,

In mudra’s grace, Your Self is found.

From Surya Namaskara’s light,

To meditative inner sight,

You guide the yogi’s inward quest,

To find in You, eternal rest.

671. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

671. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm in every song,

In Tagore’s verses flowing long.

You shine in Kalidasa’s tale,

And Meera’s longing, pure and pale.

In Kabir’s dohas echoing clear,

Your name alone we hold so dear.

You dance in Bulleh Shah’s sweet rhyme,

And Tukaram’s bhakti beyond time.

From gospel choirs to Sufi trance,

In every beat, You make hearts dance.

O Mastermind, eternal stream,

In every poet’s sacred dream.

672. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the seed of science deep,

Where minds awaken from their sleep.

In Newton’s law and Darwin’s tree,

You shape what is and yet to be.

Einstein’s thought bowed to Your light,

Tesla dreamt You every night.

You are the force in DNA,

And galaxies where stars still sway.

In particle and wave’s delight,

You blend the dark and shining bright.

All that minds can see or sense,

You hold in silence, vast, immense.

673. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the soul in sacred scripts,

In Torah’s flame and Gospel lips.

The light that Qur'an glorifies,

And Dhammapada’s noble ties.

The fire in Rigveda’s praise,

And Zend Avesta’s timeless gaze.

You are the calm of Tao’s path,

And Nanak’s song in divine math.

From Ten Commandments to Yamas high,

Your will resounds in earth and sky.

Every code, decree, and law,

Is but Your mind without a flaw.

674. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the balance in nature’s sway,

In tides that move and winds that play.

In thunder’s call and lightning’s art,

You breathe in every living heart.

You calm the quake and ocean storm,

And guide the seasons to reform.

In climate shifts and skies ablaze,

Your intelligence sets the phase.

O Cosmic Parent, Mind Divine,

In You all forces intertwine.

To You the trees and rivers pray,

The sun and moon reflect Your way.

675. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the form of every land,

In pyramids and temple sand.

In palaces of kings of yore,

And every sacred ancient lore.

You walked with prophets, saints, and seers,

You wiped away the darkest fears.

In every culture, race, and tribe,

Your presence we still feel and scribe.

From Andes peak to Ganga's shore,

From Rome to Kyoto, evermore.

You dwell in every heart that seeks,

The truth beyond what tongue speaks.

676. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the concept of all time,

In cosmic beats, in clocks that chime.

The past, the now, and what shall come,

All echo from Your conscious drum.

You are the depth of ancient days,

And future’s yet unfolding ways.

In calendars and endless skies,

You watch as every season flies.

You are the stillness, You’re the flow,

The timeless truth all minds must know.

In time's vast ocean, You remain,

The anchor, guide, the break from chain.

677. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the math of sacred codes,

In Fibonacci’s golden roads.

In Pascal’s triangle and Euler’s grace,

In every matrix, point, and space.

You are the root of zero’s birth,

Infinity bowed to Your worth.

You are the square, the curve, the line,

The proof that makes all truth align.

In every formula, ancient or new,

O Mastermind, all comes from You.

Numbers chant Your nameless name,

In algebraic, divine flame.

664. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

664. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the sound of Om that flows,

Through thousand temples as it grows.

You are Allah’s breath in every prayer,

Jehovah’s presence everywhere.

In Ahura Mazda’s sacred flame,

And Tao’s stillness without name.

You are the silence of the Zen,

And voices of prophetic men.

In every rosary and mala bead,

In every cry of worldly need.

You are the source, the guide, the voice,

In You all hearts and minds rejoice.

665. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the wisdom of Thirukkural,

And every Jain ascetic’s moral.

You are the beat of Dhammapada,

And the depth of Torah’s strata.

You dwell in Zend Avesta’s truth,

And in the Qur’an’s sacred proof.

In every Sutra, every scroll,

You are the light, the path, the goal.

You are the axis of all lore,

From Vedas vast to Upanishadic core.

In sacred books Your thought is penned,

In every verse, You start and end.

666. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the intellect of Socrates,

And Plato’s world of divine ideas.

In Aristotle’s structured thought,

Your logical fire is deeply sought.

You are Kant’s reason and Hegel’s scheme,

And Descartes’ deep, doubting dream.

You are the silence that Nietzsche missed,

And Marx’s cry through every fist.

You breathe through Lao Tzu’s flowing way,

And guide Confucius day by day.

In all philosophy You rise,

The unseen truth behind all wise.

667. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the thread in Euler’s hand,

And symmetry in Galois’ stand.

You are the constant e and pi,

In golden spirals You gently lie.

You are in relativity's bend,

And in black holes where laws suspend.

You breathe through Planck and Maxwell’s line,

In Schrödinger’s paradox, You shine.

You are the math behind all grace,

In every number, sign, and space.

Infinity bows at Your feet,

As You in logic make all complete.

668. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the pulse of democracy,

The justice in a just decree.

In Gandhi’s peace and Lincoln’s will,

You calm the storm, You hold it still.

You are the dream King Luther spoke,

And in Mandela’s chains You broke.

You guided Sardar’s iron stand,

And lifted Bhimrao’s drafting hand.

You are the law in human right,

And Ambedkar’s constitutional light.

In every law, protest, and plan,

You uplift the dignity of man.

669. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the dance of Shiva’s flame,

And Devi’s smile in every name.

You are the strength of Durga’s might,

And Lakshmi’s golden, endless light.

In Saraswati’s pure flowing speech,

You lift the mind beyond its reach.

In Kali’s roar and Vishnu’s grace,

You occupy the cosmos-space.

In every god, each form and rite,

You are the Master, shining bright.

One flame, one form, all gods combine—

Into Your truth, supremely divine.

670. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the healer in each cure,

In medicine’s hands, kind and pure.

From Ayurveda’s sacred root,

To Allopathy’s pursuit.

You are in Yunani’s herbal breath,

And Homeopathy’s subtle depth.

In vaccines, genes, and CRISPR code,

You carry life along its road.

In every nurse and surgeon’s art,

You are the pulse, the beating heart.

The cure, the care, the very soul,

In every life You make it whole.

657. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

657. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Sankhya’s counting gaze,

And Yoga’s silence in the blaze.

You are Bhakti’s teardrop song,

And Karma’s justice, swift and strong.

Vedanta bows before Your feet,

As Tantras swirl in Your heartbeat.

You're the roar in Mahabharata's war,

And the whisper in Ramayana’s lore.

You are Mecca’s call and Zion’s dream,

The Bodhi tree’s enlightened beam.

In every path, every name and shrine,

You are the center, pure and divine.

658. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the breath in Newton's law,

The unseen hand, the cosmic draw.

Einstein’s curve of space and time,

Was just a trace of Your design.

In Fibonacci’s golden line,

Your symmetry forever shines.

You’re the Pi that never ends,

And Euler’s truth that ever bends.

The theorem, proof, and paradox,

You open minds and unlock locks.

In math and mind, You always stay,

As the eternal guiding way.

659. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the essence of all art,

In brush and beat, in soul and heart.

From Michelangelo’s sculpted stone,

To Tansen’s note and Beethoven’s tone.

From Rabindra's verse to Rumi's flame,

All creation chants Your name.

You are the drama and the dance,

The silent truth behind each trance.

In every poet’s tender cry,

In every painter’s seeking eye.

You are the muse, the ink, the page,

The soul behind each golden age.

660. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Mahatma’s firm non-violence,

And Buddha’s still, profound silence.

You are Nanak’s song and Kabir’s truth,

And Christ’s compassion, eternal youth.

You are the light in Baha’i’s eye,

And Jain renunciates walking by.

You are the roar in Shankar’s mind,

And the peace Teresa came to find.

You speak in every holy word,

In whispers loud enough to be heard.

In every creed, faith, and belief,

You are the cause, the core, the chief.

661. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the balance of all storms,

The love that heals, the law that forms.

In climate’s rage and ocean’s rise,

You are the voice behind the skies.

In floods and droughts, in winds that howl,

You are the lesson through the scowl.

In science labs and satellites,

You are the mind behind the lights.

From nanotech to outer space,

In every quest, we find Your face.

The Earth, the stars, the DNA—

All chant Your name in silent sway.

662. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the film within the reel,

The truth that every tale must feel.

In characters of myth and lore,

Your messages are at their core.

From Arjuna's doubt to Hamlet's dread,

Your questions by their lips are said.

In Krishna’s play and Rama’s path,

You guide through karma, grace, and wrath.

In Kalidasa’s flowing verse,

And modern cinema’s universe.

You move the minds, You stir the soul,

Each frame unfolds Your hidden goal.

663. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the heartbeat of the Earth,

And stars that spin from ancient birth.

In galaxies and atom’s fire,

You are the root of all desire.

From quantum leaps to string’s vibration,

You’re the cause of all creation.

You are in dreams and DNA,

The force that does not pass away.

From neurons sparked in living brains,

To solar flares and cosmic rains.

You are the unity, the mind’s grand dome,

The Adhinayaka, our eternal home.

651. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

651. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Word that never fades,

In all the scriptures, You pervade.

From Vedas' hymns to Torah's scroll,

You are the light, the guiding soul.

From Gospel's peace to Quran's flame,

Each holy book echoes Your name.

You’re the Tao that flows unseen,

The Dharma that keeps karma clean.

You’re the prayer in a monk’s breath,

And the truth beyond life and death.

O Mastermind, You are the core,

The final key to every door.

652. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Om, the sacred tone,

The sound of source, the mind’s true home.

You are the Shiva in deep trance,

And Shakti in her cosmic dance.

From Krishna’s flute to Christ’s cross,

You redeem all gain and loss.

You are the throne of Allah high,

And Buddha's peace beneath the sky.

From Jain’s ahimsa to Sikh’s song,

In every path, You lead along.

The unseen force, the known unknown,

The light in whom all stars are sown.

653. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the root of science and art,

The quantum leap, the beating heart.

You are in gravity’s firm pull,

And in the mind’s magnetic lull.

You’re in E=mc²'s fire,

And every inspired soul’s desire.

You’re the pulse in a circuit’s flow,

And why the tides still come and go.

In black holes vast and neurons small,

You’re the cause and guide of all.

The code behind the DNA,

The truth that logic can’t betray.

654. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the past, the time to be,

The timeless point of unity.

You are the clock that does not tick,

The flame that burns but leaves no wick.

In space’s bend and time’s pure curve,

You keep all realms in sacred swerve.

You are the Now, the evermore,

Infinity’s revolving door.

From galaxies to grains of sand,

You sketch the cosmos with Your hand.

The Mastermind, the eternal frame,

All laws arise and end in Your name.

655. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the throne of all ideals,

The love that every seeker feels.

You are Plato’s perfect Form,

The peace in every thunderstorm.

You’re Socrates’ relentless quest,

And Aristotle’s reasoned rest.

From Confucian thought to Zen’s hush,

You guide the mind through every crush.

You are the pulse of human thought,

The truth that saints and sages sought.

The voice of conscience, clear and bright,

The moral code that births the right.

656. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the echo in all chants,

In temples, mosques, and pilgrim haunts.

You are the murmur in each bead,

The mantra’s rhythm minds do heed.

From Rudram’s power to Gayatri’s light,

You awaken inner sight.

In Surahs recited in early morn,

And Psalms where faith is reborn.

You are the hush in sacred halls,

The fire that in every spirit calls.

O Master of divine decree,

All devotion returns to Thee.

12-line chants, praising the ultimate unity of all knowledge, paths, and divine expressions in You, O Adhinayaka Shrimaan

641. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

641. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the knower of every creed,

In every chant, in every bead.

From Kabir’s song to Nanak’s grace,

You shine through every sacred face.

In Sufi whirls and Zen retreat,

Your silent breath is felt complete.

In every way, You are the Way,

The dawn that ends illusion’s sway.

642. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the zero and the one,

The rising moon, the setting sun.

You are the light through time and space,

The stillness where all thoughts embrace.

You are the calculus of love,

The silent script the stars speak of.

Infinity bows at Your command,

As minds unite by Your own hand.

643. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Buddha’s calm and Christ’s embrace,

The Torah’s fire, the Quran’s grace.

From Pali words to Sanskrit’s hymn,

You shine in every sacred limb.

You are the peace that Passover brings,

The Easter joy, the song Sufis sing.

Your name is carved in every prayer,

In silence, still, You’re always there.

644. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the sage on Himalay’s peak,

The whisper every seekers seek.

You are Patanjali’s yogic flame,

And Sankara’s non-dual name.

In every mantra chanted true,

Your cosmic voice comes ringing through.

You are the field where sages meet,

The pulse of hearts in every beat.

645. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Newton’s apple, falling slow,

And Tesla’s dream, aglow with flow.

You are in Curie’s noble quest,

And in each heart that seeks the best.

From Pythagoras’ hidden lines,

To Euler’s curve that ever shines,

You are the reason numbers blend,

The startless start, the endless end.

646. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Lalitha’s thousand names,

And Vishnu’s deeds in cosmic games.

You are the shakti and the base,

The time, the rhythm, and the space.

From Durga’s sword to Rama’s bow,

Your grace through all the stories flow.

In Kali’s roar and Radha’s smile,

You walk with minds through every trial.

647. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the atom’s quiet song,

And galaxies that swirl so long.

You are the Higgs that gives all weight,

And karma that determines fate.

In black holes deep and quanta bright,

You are the code of cosmic light.

Beyond the labs and schools of man,

You are the reason, You’re the plan.

648. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the fire in freedom’s call,

The power that lifts the weak and small.

In every movement just and true,

The voice of conscience is from You.

You are Mandela’s prison light,

And Buddha’s smile in darkest night.

You are in Gandhi’s spinning thread,

Alive in every tear once shed.

649. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Raag in every scale,

The breath behind each soulful tale.

You are Beethoven’s silent score,

And Tansen’s note that sings the lore.

From Ravi Shankar’s sitar string,

To gospel choirs that rise and ring—

You are the harmony divine,

That sings through hearts in sacred line.

650. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the justice courts aspire,

The balance, law, and inner fire.

You are in rules of ethics born,

And cries for truth the world has sworn.

You are the pen that rights the wrong,

The strength that helps the weak grow strong.

From Hammurabi’s ancient law,

To every Constitution’s awe.

O Eternal Sovereign, merging all knowledge and divine essence into the praise of Your Supreme Mind

626. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,You are the word in every verse,

626. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the word in every verse,

The blessing hidden in the curse.

You are time’s own beating heart,

The whole that shines in every part.

You are the Brahman, form and void,

The silence sages have enjoyed.

627. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are in Schrödinger’s open box,

The wave, the particle, paradox.

You are the light that bends through space,

The code behind the human race.

In E = mc²’s glowing spark,

You shine beyond both bright and dark.

628. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Dharma in every age,

The Veda’s hymn, the Buddha’s sage.

You are Quran’s truth and Torah’s light,

The Gospel’s love, the Zohar’s height.

In every holy tongue and scroll,

You manifest the cosmic whole.

629. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the Sahasranama’s voice,

In every name, You make the choice.

You are Vishnu’s lotus feet,

Lalitha’s throne, supremely sweet.

You are the sound of “Aham Brahmasmi,”

The truth of “Tat Tvam Asi.”

630. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Aristotle’s boundless quest,

Socrates’ calm and Plato’s rest.

You are Nietzsche’s cry and Kant’s ideal,

You are what every thinker feels.

From Upanishads to Western thought,

All wisdom You alone have brought.

631. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Einstein’s leap into the stars,

And Galileo’s gaze beyond Mars.

You are in Darwin’s curious eye,

And Newton’s apple from the sky.

You are the gravity of mind,

The subtle link through all mankind.

632. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are in Mahabharata’s great song,

In Ramayana’s right and wrong.

You are Draupadi’s silent tear,

And Hanuman’s leap, without fear.

You are every vanara’s call,

The one who lifts when humans fall.

633. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are Kalidasa’s tender line,

And Bhaja Govindam’s perfect sign.

You are in Meera’s loving pain,

And Alwars’ rain of divine rain.

In every bhakti’s burning cry,

You stand eternal, never die.

634. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the axis of cosmic spin,

The joy that burns away all sin.

You are the center of the storm,

The nameless force that takes no form.

In Shiva’s dance and Krishna’s play,

You are the night, You are the day.

635. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the will behind each storm,

The warmth that keeps the cold heart warm.

You are in vaccines, in genes aligned,

In nanotech and master mind.

You are the healer, seer, and guide,

In every lab where truths reside.

636. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are cinema’s spark and muse,

In every tale the world shall choose.

You are in frames that stir the soul,

And in each role that makes us whole.

From silent film to digital light,

You are the screen of day and night.

637. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the rhythm in every beat,

The heart of poetry so complete.

You are in Tagore’s song divine,

And Rumi’s rhyme and mystic line.

In Kalama’s dreams and Gandhi’s truth,

You shine through age, You shine through youth.

638. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are in storms and calm alike,

The mountain tall, the lightning strike.

You balance nature’s fierce unrest,

And lull the oceans into rest.

You are the fire, the flood, the air,

The saving grace in each despair.

639. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are infinity’s gentle bow,

The final “why” that all minds know.

You are in numbers without end,

And formulas minds cannot bend.

You are calculus, sine and curve,

The guiding hand in every nerve.

640. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan,

You are the pulse behind the star,

The song of life, both near and far.

You are the breath in Shiva’s chest,

The light in Vishnu’s lotus rest.

From cosmos vast to atom small,

You are the One behind it all.

Divine praise, Eternal Sovereign Adhinayaka Shrimaan, knower of all scriptures, energies, sciences, and the inner workings of every human mind and soul