REKINDLED SPIRITS

'Twas nearly a century and they gathered again--
Here at this same place to see a familiar friend.
With thoughts unbroken and uninterrupted words, the
Silver-tongued fellow heartily spoken with a gentle hello.

The very shadow of his eyes told a story, a story rich with
History, a glint of trepidation, a shadow of humility. His
Trembling smile served as a friendly reminder of the earth's
Secrets--including the age of innocence when nature cradled
The fragility of the land.

The lines in his hands were not merely an indication of time, but
Of the endurance of hardships, of pain, of determination.
Yes, he told the story. And for nearly a century that have gathered
With eager hearts and an unparalleled curiosity.