............my GOD. My mind may be a jungle but no thorns will keep my GOD from penetrating the fortress I have built to protect myself from this world, HE knows how much I need HIM and will stop at nothing to become part of my mind and soul and to fill me with his everlasting LOVE........ "My Mind is an Overgrown Jungle"
I wish I could shout it from the rooftops that this poem is NOT by Ernest Hemingway! It's a poem that I wrote a little over a year ago and yet it still gets circulated under the wrong name. I'm humbled that people think this could belong to Hemingway, but a little irritated at the same time that I can do nothing about the miscredit.