Imagine That from Garden Dreams by Aaron Marcus

Oh children
We sat outside on just such
A perfect summer night
When the air was cool,
Smelling of green gardens,
When the moon was a golden crescent
Like this one.

We played tunes from across the sea
On fiddle, harp and guitar
And for a few moments
Drove away the weight
Of our dangerous times,
of the pandemic,
And looming struggle

We knew the flood was coming.
The wave you now see behind you
The one that changed the world

But we could not see
How large it would grow.
We could not see what lay beyond its looming
Or know if we could come through
Unharmed, if at all.

We only knew that somehow
We would be changed
Before summer came again

Sit with me on this sweet summer evening
When the world looks so much the same
As it did before.

Lean back into that evening
Before we knew
What the wave would sweep away
Or leave behind.

Imagine that.

• New England
• Traditional English folk
• World
• contra dance
• poetry and music
• scandinavian folk
• Vermont