Custodian of the Universe
By Samir Nomani
Migration Issue, Fall 2015
The Chosen One has a sweet nature,
Akin to a glass of warm milk and almonds.
He gaily arranges and cleans the Mansions of the Elevated,
Asking for nothing but his work’s joy and to be of good service.
He does what he does so that the Elevated have comfort in beauty,
As the gaze of a person caught up with life is comforted by a peacock’s tail.
He cleans so that the Elevated do not live in the ugliness they often make.
The Elevated feast on red-delicious apples that hold oceans,
And they drink from chalices of heavenly nectars that know no depth,
Only to let spoil what they cannot finish. What a shame!
While the Elevated slumber soundly as if they were dead,
The Chosen One gathers bags fit for giants, filling them with plenty.
The Low will not be empty so long as there is a Custodian.
Photo Credit | Gail Taylor (2015)
My name is Samir Nomani, and I am a recent philosophy graduate from the College of the Holy Cross in Worcester, Massachusetts. I have been writing poetry and hip-hop since grade school and have remained loyal to these art forms. They elevate my sense of self and help me to think beyond convention and illusion in ways that strict rationality can never do.