And All Things Have Names - For Bully Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

The boy moves from flower
to star, from glow-worm
to gadfly, and shower
to sunshine to storm:

nameless his wonder
observes in the sky
percussions of thunder
as lightning flies by

an insect that sips
as it hovers
over trembling lips
of a flower: like lovers
they kiss, then she slips
away.
Nameless with awe
the slow years drift by
and the natural law
grows less hard to defy

till gone are games
and golden earth-shine
and all things have names
and none are divine.