What The Desert Misses Most? Poem by rommelmarkmarchan beyond poetica

I insist.
The sun rises
from the far east
thus, too hot too furious
upon reaching in the middle east -
the ascending-descending peaking
point of the sun's furies rays

no wonder
why middle east is
indispensable a dune
of hot dried desert

It never see
how the sun rises
with its cool glowing rays (far east)
It never witness
how the sun rests
with its dying purple rays (far west) .
nothing to be insisted.