forte-fievre:

To believe in God is to love

What none can see. Let a lover go,

Let him walk out with the good

Spoons or die

Without a signature, and so much

Remains for scrubbing, for a polish

Cleaner than devotion. Tonight,

God is one spot, and you,

You must be one blind nun. You

Wipe, you rub, but love won’t move.

Jericho Brown, Another Elegy