Sitting rock
samadhi
sipping sun's
silent boom,
soaking vast
blue orb womb
Parch'd flora
frost bathing
vermillion--
shadow red
ev'ning gown
softly shed.
Cold prana
pulsing, sweeps
the wash's
dusty veins:
shrivel'd braid,
corpse of rain.
lox'o'drome: (noun) a curve on a sphere that cuts all meridians at the same angle
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