Two Rvers at Mt. Vernon

Mount Vernon

O beautiful Mount Vernon home,
The Mecca of our long desire;
Of more than passing interest
To North and South, to East and West,
To all Columbia's children free
A precious, priceless legacy,
Thine altar-shrine, as pilgrims come,
Rekindles patriot fire!

Reflection:

I stood on the grounds of Mt. Vernon and two powerful rivers tugged on my soul.  The river of the past that flows into the legacy of the Father of this nation.  The river of the future that flows into the sea of the future.  Could it be that they meet the ocean of timeless truths, born of the past yet making the future?