Forgotten Moon



The moon

With bright limited light,

Illuminates the edges

Around it.

The dark cloud,

Slowly grabs the moon partially

With its transparent

Dim shade.

The cloud moves

Across the corn moon

Following the

Whistles of the wind.

With just a blink of my eye,

The black cloud

Ate the moon and vanished,

Without even leaving a speck

Of the moon's existence.