A Promise Fulfilled

I made a promise... as I stood within the tourists and families. The plain was wide and evenly lit by everyone's Sun. The a cool breeze turned my head, as two hands held my face, gently, gently. I made a promise... in a solitude of my mind. Sound was reduced to animal scuffings, frequent laughter, directions given, birds in their evening concerts. All of it. ordinary, and all of it a marvel, a marvel. I made a promise... I whispered it within the hearing of immense red rocks being relentlessly ground into dust by wind, and water, and sun. They will hold my promise secret, but not forever. I made a promise... A crowd of people was there, the wind and light were there, perhaps invisible ones were there, and time was there, measuring out our lives in gusts of breath. Then the cool breeze swept by again. I made a promise... Your smiling face almost brought tears to my eyes, but then I recovered my poise before any of them fell. And I watched your face, with clear vision, in all of its permutations over time. The promise has been fulfilled. It wasn't as hard as I thought: over time it became one of my good habits, and I could concentrate on other things. And now when I see your face, it is always smiling.