Naming And Renaming....And Now I Will Call You Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

skyrla.....I say it as I sit at your cenotaph....

you chose
to go deep into the woods....
your last run.....
you stayed there....gave yourself to nurture the place you loved....
I knew you would do it your way
...you did....

and
here is your name....
.I say it again.....it is you....
it fits you...
anyone for miles around this glen knows that.....
pitch
not being your concern....
except when I threw the ball to you....
only to you.....
the others
were not there
as far as you were concerned....
you
tired of the game.....
you
left to try to tear rocks from the creek bed..... gurgling and splashing,
wild girl.....
you were red...you were curly....you had no choice but to run....with frenzied joy.....
I know where your kind came from.....where you were bred......
and
you are skyrla......
you always were....and now I know, too...........