I attach the following without comment and without even the supply of the author’s name (I’m not sure that I have his permission to do so, to be honest), but rather just to gauge people’s views on it as a piece of art (the poetry, not the picture – although I didn’t seek permission to use that either).
How does it sit with everybody?
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Sunlight through a filter
Of leaves
On my knees, as one
Who believes
In love
Manna from above
Falling again
As rain
Creating sweet rivers
Of tears
Calling, calling
To what no-one sees
Or hears
In the forest.
The falling of trees
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Richmond Road 
It’s beautiful! A spiritual piece and I absolutely love those type!
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OK. Ill put down as a thumbs up
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I love it! I think it’s deep and profound and soulful.
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Two thumbs up then
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Beautiful!
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Feels like a riddle, looks like a poem.
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Well …. O.K. That’s all I have to say.
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And very well said, too
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that photo is exceptional!
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When we teach poetry to students, we say that a defining feature of poems is that they use language in ways we otherwise wouldn’t. So this poem would be considered a poem yes, with its rhythm, some rhyme, sentence structure that isn’t grammatically correct elsewhere etc. How wonderful this poem is though, would be debatable, like all poems.
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Thank you for that. My own impression is that it is probably rubbish
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