Perhaps I Shall Be

Perhaps I Shall Be
Perhaps I shall be was composed soon after a funeral where I encountered the Taos Pueblo poem below written by Nancy Wood. I was immediately struck by the poem’s message: Physical loss from death may become spiritual gain for those living.

Again, I was reminded of Native American beliefs: a preference for the spiritual over the material; the unity of all things; and a balanced relationship between human beings and nature.

They see wind, stars, fire, rain, snow, streams and mountains as being their relations, part of their extended family, and so relate to them with respect and love. They relate to the world from their heart, not their head.

Poem:

A long time I have lived with you
And now we must be going
Separately to be together.
Perhaps I shall be the wind
To blur your smooth waters
So that you do not see your face too much.
Perhaps I shall be the star
To guide your uncertain wings
So that you have direction in the night.
Perhaps I shall be the fire
To separate your thoughts
So that you do not give up.
Perhaps I shall be the rain,
To open up the earth
So that your seed may fall.
Perhaps I shall be the snow
To let your blossoms sleep
So that you may bloom in spring.
Perhaps I shall be the stream
To play a song on the rock
So that you are not alone.
Perhaps I shall be a new mountain
So that you always have a home.