When certain unexpected thoughts pop into our minds we can sometimes look for a mystical explanation.

For example when taking a leisurely stroll a friend from the past comes to mind. A couple of hours later the friend calls. Sometimes these mystical encounters are subtle. 

As I was sitting down at my computer contemplating a topic for this Memorial Day, American Anthem the paean featured in Ken Burns’ 2007 Emmy Award-winning World War II documentary for PBS, The War came instantly to mind.

This thought made sense on Memorial Day, but was there more to it? A little research revealed a connection of which I was unaware and stimulated a reach into the mystical depths.

I figured that this song of praise and triumph was written especially for the documentary and that Norah Jones who sang the anthem was the composer.

Wrong on both counts. The music and lyrics were composed in 1988 by the operatic librettist Gene Scheer for President Bill Clinton’s “Save America’s Treasures” initiative. Denyce Graves also performed the song at the January 2005 inauguration of George W. Bush. 

I must have heard the homage before but failed to recognize it, sort of like driving down a familiar street and suddenly noticing a house that has been there all along.

To carry the analogy to the mystical realm, I think the hymn has and had been in America’s national conscience even before the song was written.

All we’ve been given by those who came before
the dream of a nation where freedom would endure.

The work and prayers of centuries have brought us to this day.

What shall be our legacy? What will our children say?

Each generation from the plains to distant shore with the gifts they were given were determined to leave more.
Battles fought together, acts of conscience fought alone.
These are the seeds from which America has grown.

For those who think they have nothing to share,
who fear in their hearts there is no hero there.
Know each quiet act of dignity is that which fortifies
The soul of a nation that never dies.

Let them say of me I was one who believed
in sharing the blessings I received
Let me know in my heart when my days are through
America, America, I gave my best to you.