Celebración XL

Shining sun, impossible to see with bare eyes,
after dying once, two or three
there is always a chance to come back
same body
same sites
but unforeseen consciusness:
suddenly
feet are renowed
land is new
continent looks the same but the younger
are younger now
and so predictable.
My face shows old scars: landmarks
lost roads forgotten in the past
dusty ways which become
pavement for current highway.

Speed has gone as dancing days
today would be an exception
XL: extra luxury sounds better
improved
renewed.