Philosophical

It is such a defining moment 
When the intellect is employed 
To discover its own stupidity 
 
Much time is spent infatuated 
The smallest things annoy it 
Escaping it with life's brevity 
 
Recently I've come to lament it 
Like light dressed as a garment 
As dog's breathing sweet melody 
 
Affection where it is located 
Shows the very nature of limit 
Enamored as I listen heartily 
 
And my ego steals away with it 
Falling with my food resembled 
Returning to dust from mortality 
 
Wandering air of night horizont 
Eerily quiet comes down upon it 
Adrift like the red clouds forlornly

Might Makes Right