Plea
The last thing I want to hear when I am drowning in my own fears
is that God loves me
because, in this state of hopelessness, I cannot hear anything but my own tattered breath.
Instead, show me that YOU love me, despite all my struggles and challenges.
Hold me closely in the embrace of your acceptance.
Lend me your strength.
Share your hope.
And as our heartbeats synchronize as one
perhaps then I can open to God’s presence.
Joseph Tradii
Joseph Tradii won numerous creative writing awards for his work in advertising before turning to poetry. He has taught writing at Central Washington University and his poetry has appeared in Hevria Magazine. His interests also include classic Hollywood cinema and crawling old, independent bookstores.