You Enter These Words

Named by someone else's mouth, you enter words, they become your horses, you ride them, then a time comes when they ride you, you become their hoof-beats. Your name was always that which came out of a womb to Say Itself, yet your given name entered your ears like a horse thief. Now you are the many names of Jesus, of Mary, of Judas. You stable such names until your own Christ christens your ghost. The horses gallop on, words become saddles, but now where are you, and what to call you?