I read God is love, but...

And in the book I read:

God is love.

But lifting my head,

I do not find it so.

Shall I return to my book

and, between print, wander an air 

heavy with the scent of this one word?

Or not trust language,

but only the blows that life gives me,

wearing them like those red tokens

with which an agreement is sealed?

-- R.S. Thomas