Sonnet to the moon

This evening, as the sun sets, I chanced upon the full moon as I sat by the window. The moon was making its way into the night. I captured the rapid changes in seconds. The dull blue hues served as the vast background as the sun set, the round full moon struggled and danced with the passing clouds, its light luminating the sky, becoming clearer and clearer and sharper. Till finally the clouds deserted the moon, it emerges vibrantly against the pitch-black sky.