We Humans Upon this Planet

Through the slats in this window blind
vertical lines of the outside world
a pattern of life
like the cycles of time
we humans upon this planet
like leaves upon a river
swept downstream
carried by currents of emotion
one day to the next
wondering where the past has gone
hoping the future will appear
holding onto the ones we hold dear
we humans upon this planet
hoping for love
looking to the outside world
through the vertical lines
of our lives