Slowly as I lose my mind
Dementia of a certain kind
Loss of memory, my only treasure
A painful life I must endure

I am now on the edge of life and death
Standing on this edge out of breath
Wondering at this stature of power
Beneath me as I tower over

Among the many that are here
Only a few actually hear
The words now writ and thus awake
Taking me places including a beautiful lake

My trust in our Lord deepens with every moment
Despite the enormous torment
Of knowing what is just out of reach
Requiring the patience one must teach

I mean to do for you love’s intentions
I know your life has many dimensions
Stay with me in this one I created
The impact of great love being sated

On fire, my thirst need not be quenched
Forged in Holy Fire and never wrenched
No dementia can take away God’s mighty power
If over death then disease is the lower

So what am I asking of you here all the while
Mere love to make this life worthwhile
As it is those that surround me their love is false
Come to me before they have to check my pulse