Two Silver Rings

They're travelling as they've always travelled By night wrapped in silk Colours woven by the moon The children sleep in the cool Whispers of movement And the lullaby of silver rings Stars are strung like sparkling beads Along heaven's highway Traded high Resting around the throats of wanderers The days rest shaded by hemp Perfumed by lemon and carob By the bubbling fountain of children's laughter They're travelling as they've always travelled Wrapped in silk Colours woven by the sun