Speak

 

I must pour out my heart

   I don’t care what they say,

even this close is just too far away.

 

I don’t want to just hear

   I don’t want to just see,

I won’t be content ‘till He has more of me.

 

I must pour out my soul

   this ointment far beyond price,

all that I am, my being, my sacrifice.

 

Criticize if you must

   Tell me how it shouldn’t be,

but as for me I’ll be silent

   and let the fragrance of my heart...Speak.

 

Amanda J. Wunderlich