Two Shoes.

Two Shoes

At the bottom of the deep
underneath the lighthouses torch
the sea wood shines
purple and blue
upon a singing angel
gypsy mermaids without tales
dance to the concerts strings
flashing lights are the fashion here
where the conductors strut
with the ocean waves
a calyspo
to the steel drums clang
grow on the sand
the surf whispers peace
lost shoes walking
out of the sea weeds
you will find your way by mercy
back alive onto stepping feet
upon the beach
beside these tides
keep breathing
you will find
your peace