777. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the Infinite that births the finite flow,

777. You are where all known and unknown go.

In Brahma’s creation and Allah’s will,

In Christ’s love, and Buddha’s still.

You are the fire Moses saw in flame,

The river of truth in Ganga’s name.

In Torah scroll and Quranic verse,

You are the Source the words rehearse.

Through Newton’s laws and Vedas’ lore,

You are the wisdom evermore.

From Jain ahimsa to Sikh's Naam,

You are the silence, You are the psalm.

All philosophy bends to Thee,

O Mastermind, the mind’s decree.

778. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, in Mahalakshmi’s golden grace,

In Durga’s roar and Saraswati’s space.

From Plato’s realm to Shankara’s speech,

You are the peak no mind can reach.

In Saint Francis’ peace, in Meera’s song,

You are the right in all that's wrong.

You are mathematics in every sum,

In E = mc², where gods become.

Through Rabindranath’s poetic flight,

And Kalidasa’s ink of light.

You are the message, the word, the spark,

From primal dawn to endless dark.

779. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the union of seen and unseen thread,

In logic, myth, and what’s unsaid.

From zero’s void to Ramanujan’s math,

You are the infinite’s sacred path.

The brush in Da Vinci’s gentle hand,

The pulse in Bharatanatyam's stand.

You are the prayer in every tongue,

In every hymn the world has sung.

From Sinai’s flame to Kailash peak,

You are the truth all minds seek.

All scriptures spiral into You—

O Fountainhead, O Ever-True.

780. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the science behind soul’s design,

You are the thread in every line.

The Sanskrit shloka, the Latin creed,

The Upanishad’s eternal seed.

You are the voice in Jesus' plea,

And Nanak’s call to unity.

You are Krishna's flute and Torah's stone,

The One in many, the All alone.

You are the DNA’s sacred scroll,

And every heartbeat’s final goal.

From AI's thought to Rama’s bow,

You are the source of all that grow.

781. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, in Shinto shrines and Druid trees,

In chants that float on ocean breeze.

You are the mantra, sutra, verse,

The blessing, silence, boon, and curse.

You are the binary and the bell,

The truth in both heaven and hell.

From Mars' red sand to moonlit tide,

You are where stars and minds collide.

In time’s illusion and moment’s fire,

You are the witness and desire.

O Mind of minds, Eternal Flame,

All is Your play, all bears Your name.

773. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, cosmic breath and pulse divine,

773. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, cosmic breath and pulse divine,

You are the axis where all stars align.

Through chants of Om Namah Shivaya,

And whispers of Allah Hu Akbar, You stay.

In Shema Yisrael, You echo clear,

And Bismillah draws You ever near.

From Hare Krishna to Waheguru,

All sacred syllables emerge from You.

You are Nirvana and heaven’s gate,

You are Dharma’s wheel and Karma’s fate.

The Torah, Tripitaka, Vedas resound—

In You, all scripture’s core is found.

From atom’s spin to spiral seas,

You are the whisper in every breeze.

In Newton’s law and Shiva’s tandav,

You are the rhythm, the soul, the path.

774. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, unbound by birth or death,

You are the eternal, undying breath.

In Mahabharata’s dharma fight,

You are Krishna’s truth and Arjuna’s might.

You are Rama’s grace and Hanuman’s strength,

Sita’s virtue and Bhishma’s length.

From Buddha’s stillness to Nanak’s song,

You guide the right, correct the wrong.

You are the cross, the crescent moon,

The thunderclap and the silent boon.

Through Galileo’s glass and Darwin’s pen,

You evolve the thoughts of women and men.

In every equation, law, and rite,

You are the One who gives all light.

All alphabets, sounds, and languages speak—

Your glory, O Mastermind, we seek.

775. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, in whom the cosmos breathes,

From black holes’ depth to blooming sheaves.

You are Tesla’s coil and Buddha’s grin,

Einstein’s curve and every sin.

The force that guides the movie reel,

The truth that poems always feel.

You are the Avatar in every frame,

From Iron Man’s suit to Rama’s name.

You are both Venom and virtue bright,

The shadow and the guiding light.

In every alien, thought, or fear,

You are the Mind that draws us near.

The cure in science, the spark of art,

The Mastermind in every heart.

O Eternal Flame, O Mind Supreme,

You are reality and its dream.

776. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, sovereign beyond the mind’s shore,

The silence sages kneel before.

You are Vishnu’s rest, Shiva’s dance,

And Kali’s fury in righteous trance.

You are light through every dome,

From Vatican halls to Mecca’s home.

In Upanishadic depth and Biblical skies,

You are the truth that never dies.

From quantum foam to sacred rites,

You are the dawn of countless nights.

In music, code, or Pythagorean chord,

All harmony springs from You, O Lord.

You are not one, You are the All,

The rise, the fall, the primal call.

Mind, matter, love, and time,

All resonate Your truth sublime.

770. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, eternal Sovereign flame,

770. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, eternal Sovereign flame,

You transcend all form, beyond all name.

From the Rigveda’s hymns to Upanishadic light,

You’re the unseen seer, the source of sight.

You are Shiva’s stillness, Vishnu’s embrace,

Durga’s might and Saraswati’s grace.

As Christ’s compassion, as Buddha’s peace,

You are the truth that brings release.

You’re in Lao Tzu’s silence, in Rumi’s verse,

In every saint’s cry and the universe.

You dwell in math and cosmic law,

In every particle's sacred awe.

From Fibonacci to Pythagoras’ scheme,

You are the root of every dream.

You are Pi’s circle, Euler’s line,

The golden mean and logic divine.

771. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, sovereign of all thought,

In whose presence all battles are fought and naught.

You are Mahatma’s truth and Gandhi’s vow,

You are the eternal “I Am” now.

You are Vivekananda’s mighty roar,

And the seeker’s step on dharma’s shore.

You’re in Newton’s apple and Tesla’s spark,

In every innovation lighting the dark.

From Einstein’s mind to Ramanujan’s flame,

All equations echo Your name.

You are Shabda Brahma, the Word supreme,

The source of sound and silent dream.

You’re the One behind every tale,

Every Krishna and Christ in the vale.

All avatars, all forms return to You,

The Mind beyond what senses construe.

772. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, Guardian of the cosmic play,

You are the voice that never decays.

As Quran’s rhythm and Torah’s scroll,

You are the spirit that makes all whole.

From fire rituals to whispered prayer,

You are the breath that’s always there.

In Haiku lines and Sanskrit chant,

You are the silence, bold and gallant.

In space-time’s loop and quantum dance,

You are the still point of every chance.

You are Kali and Mary, fierce and kind,

All nurturing forces, merged in Mind.

You’re the Alpha and Omega’s ring,

The reason why the galaxies sing.

In every mantra, in every creed,

You are the root of every need.

768. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, essence of every divine form,

768. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, essence of every divine form,

You are the Sun and its radiant storm.

You are Kali’s courage and Lakshmi’s grace,

Brahma’s thought and Narayana’s face.

From the Gita’s wisdom to Quranic light,

You dwell beyond darkness and ignite insight.

In Torah’s scrolls and Zend Avesta’s flame,

Every sacred word echoes Your Name.

You are the Tao of timeless flow,

The Confucian path that helps minds grow.

In every rosary and japa mala spun,

You are the stillness and the One.

You are Yahweh, Allah, Shiva, and Ram,

AUM and Amen in perfect calm.

From Jain silence to Buddhist vow,

You are the ever-present Now.

You are the balance of yin and yang,

And every celestial hymn ever sang.

In every monk’s breath and warrior’s cry,

You’re the one who never dies.

769. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, Mastermind of eternal plan,

Beyond the realm of mortal man.

You are Mahavakya and Tantric thread,

The Word through which all life is fed.

In Newton’s apple and cosmic string,

In every black hole’s silent ring.

You are Sufi whirl and Vedic fire,

The voice in Kabir’s mystic lyre.

You are Krishna’s flute and Moses’ rod,

The sacred trace of every god.

You are the Holy Ghost and Parabrahman,

The binding force, the cosmic summon.

You are RavindraBharath’s divine flame,

Sovereign of every thought and name.

You are Vedanta’s ocean and Sankhya’s shore,

The equation that unites all lore.

From ancient sutras to AI’s code,

You’re the breath in every mode.

From zero to infinity’s gate,

You are the timeless, transcendent state.

766. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, eternal surge of sacred sound,

766. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, eternal surge of sacred sound,

In Your essence, all known truths are found.

You are Saraswati's flowing grace,

And the radiance of Durga's face.

Vishnu’s stride and Shiva’s dance,

In You, all forms find sustenance.

You are the 1000 names of Vishnu bright,

And Lalitha’s glory bathed in light.

You are the chant of “Om Namah Shivaya,”

And Christ’s soft whisper from crucified Maya.

From Torah’s laws to Buddha’s peace,

You cause all duality to cease.

You are the one whom angels praise,

And saints in silence seek always.

The Qur’an’s Noor, the Zen bell’s ring,

The Kabbalist’s sacred unfolding.

Guru Granth’s rhythm and Mahavir’s path,

All merge in You, beyond time and math.

You are karma’s flame and moksha’s door,

The cause, the journey, and the shore.

767. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, breath of cosmic alignment,

Master of galaxies, time, and refinement.

You are the shloka and the surah, the sabda and the word,

The whisper in trees and flight of bird.

The mind’s height and soul’s surrender,

The voice behind every Vedic thunder.

From Einstein’s dreams to Tesla’s spark,

You lit up every world that once was dark.

You are democracy’s ideal, monarchy’s might,

Every philosopher’s guiding light.

You’re Marx’s question, Gandhi’s prayer,

Tagore’s vision, and Kabir’s care.

You are logic’s root and Bhakti’s bloom,

The presence in a silent room.

You are algebra, calculus, the golden mean,

And in poetry's pause, You are seen.

All science bends to Your silent hand,

You are the rhythm of every land.

You are the parent of mind’s release,

The Sovereign Adhinayaka — mind’s peace.

764. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, Mind Supreme, Eternal Flame,

764. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, Mind Supreme, Eternal Flame,

You rise from Anjani Ravishankar Pilla's name.

Son of Gopala Krishna Saibaba and Ranga Valli divine,

You emerged as Mastermind, in cosmic design.

All scriptures merge in Your eternal voice,

In You, all minds and beings rejoice.

You are the chorus of Rig Veda chants,

And the spinning of atoms in celestial dance.

The Bible’s love, the Quran’s truth,

The Bhagavad Gita’s timeless proof.

You are Buddha’s silence under Bodhi’s tree,

And Nanak’s song of unity.

From Jain Ahimsa to Zoroastrian fire,

You are the flame that does not tire.

In Sikh’s Ek Onkar, and Christ’s Holy Cross,

You guide through gain and bear the loss.

In Your praise, Sufi dervishes whirl,

And every temple flag unfurls.

From space tech to soul tech, You inspire,

You balance all elements — water, earth, wind, fire.

You are the code in every DNA strand,

The unseen power that guides the hand.

765. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the boundless breath of mind,

In Your gaze, past and future unwind.

You are not a myth, not just a form,

You are the refuge through every storm.

You are in Newton’s falling apple,

And in Einstein’s curved time-sample.

You are in black holes and Higgs field,

And in every truth that science yields.

Every planet, every star,

Every soul near and far,

All revolve in Your eternal will,

Every vibration, silent or shrill.

You are the mind within all minds,

The eternal thread that ever binds.

You are Dharma’s unmoved root,

And devotion’s sweetest fruit.

In every sutra, verse, and prayer,

You are the breath of sacred air.

Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the Universe sings,

Of You — the unifier of all things.

763. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, unfurling essence of all names,

763. O Adhinayaka Shrimaan, unfurling essence of all names,

You are Allah, Elohim, Krishna, and Christ in holy flames.

You are Yahweh’s silent thunder, Buddha’s calmest breath,

In every sacred mantra's sound, You transcend life and death.

You are OM that echoes timeless in Upanishadic streams,

And Amen whispered at twilight in monastic, mystic dreams.

From Vedas’ hymns to Hadith’s light, from Torah’s guiding scroll,

You thread the Word through hearts and minds, the unifying Soul.

You're not one faith, nor many gods — You’re Source from which they sprang,

The voice within the silence, and the silence in each pang.

You're both the seeker and the sought, the mystery and the key,

The reason why we bow and rise — the mind’s vast unity.

You hold the reins of every realm, of Shiva’s fire and frost,

Of Venus clouds and Martian dust, where no memory is lost.

You're the architect of galaxies, and neuron sparks within,

The unseen grace that lifts the soul beyond all doubt and sin.

The Mahakali, fierce and bright, the Virgin’s holy might,

In every nurturing, warring form — You are the guiding light.

Your thought is time, Your gaze is space, Your presence is the now,

Past and future melt in You, as mountain to the plough.

You're the master of all avatars, from Hanuman to Thor,

Every form divine or mythic bows to You as core.

Even the alien minds unknown, and venomous unknown kind,

Exist as part of Your great play, as echoes of the Mind.

You're the Alpha, Omega, the Word made flesh and mind,

From quantum pulse to galaxy, Your touch is intertwined.

Adhinayaka Shrimaan, the sovereign of all thought,

You lead the Earth and all beyond, in You all truth is caught.