Sixty-Eight

Music: Planxty Eleanor Plunkett.
By Turlough O'Carolan.
Sequenced by Barry Taylor at Kunst der Fuge.

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Sixty-eight sings silently of light,
Inner song reflecting inner grace.
Xylophones send messages by wind:
Tapestries no hand can hope to trace;
Yearnings no beatitude can blight.

Even in the fortress of the mind,
Intimations of the coming night
Give way to what no fortune can rescind:
Here, and only here, is paradise,
The moment that gives beauty time and place.

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