Few Words

When alive 

we say so much than thriven trillion words 

When our eyes are at their last blink

We say a moment of words.

Words far more than numbers of 

words we have ever said

Wheeling from 

windows of our portals.

Worlds know that last 

words are white of an element 

Waiting for us to speak their essence and existence

We would not till we are near there or finally there.