The less you know ____ Akshr

The less you know 

Our memories of 

the ocean will linger on,

long after our footprints 

in the sand are gone.

Without footprints, how will we know 

which way the tide is ebbing?

There's a vigil in every wave that 

I'm not prepared to join.

Without footprints, how will 

one know when the tide is high?

And I'd like to think that there are 

songs that can't be heard.

Without footprints, 

how will we know it's raining?

You're running a fever, my dear, 

and your heart is broken.

It should have never been 

touched by those feet of clay.

Without footprints, how will the rain 

let us know what it wants?

If this moment breaks our hearts, 

then why did we wait so long for this?

Akshr