reveal...

my thoughts like the sun down silent beaches run,
quick fevers, passing warmly over cool sand;
and through the intermittently cloudy sky of mind,
realization breaks, like waves of sun and sea;
as each moment swings cleanly into view,
synchronized frames softly click and slide;
memories, like stones, turning gently in the sand, 
reveal themselves to me with such tenderness...

Lucy Meskill