A Golden Dust Cloud

One day during an usual sunset in the heart of summertime after a long ride across a nearby town I noticed a golden dust cloud above a water-tower. I was so in the moment that the words to a poem about this unique cloud came flowing through me like a waterfall. However, the moment was short-lived because the night sky soon took over and the cloud seemed to have vanished in the night. But I was able to memorize each word line for line in order to write down the poem as soon as I got home about the cloud that captured my eye.