The Seal

You body forth the shape of things unseen

Working in flesh

A line of forebears labored

To express the heart’s desire

They could not speak,

Apprenticed to the slow and patient task

Of bending bone

The master artist and the masterpiece

In you their embodied longing can be seen

Gliding at ease in your well-loved element

At home, at last

In the dark shape of your dream

Dan’s
Poems