From San Juan Via Hollywood Boulevard

From San Juan Via Hollywood Boulevard

Written by Jonathan Henderson

Thursday June 19, 2014 @ 11:17 PM EST

Three thousand miles, so far; and yet so small, our world

Quite minute as we each stand tall; and yet I reject how we

Continually part the Red Sea west and east of the Mighty

Mississippi - between you where it never rains in Southern

California and I, atop my humble Smoky Mountains of East

Tennessee - and it really is a main street: a strip of drag 

Partitioning the lady and her showbiz from the pioneer as

He is blazing his trail in the wilderness of his beloved old

Southland, for at day's closure, the lands between still will

Ripple gently, her peaks still arouse curiosity, forever just

Splitting that Red Sea, the great divide, as Jericho's walls

Cry of a lonely dispensation as friends are reliant on today's 

Messages to be sent through bottles as cast upon the net,

For as always, the lights along Hollywood Boulevard will

Serve as the lantern for her to reach to her especial amigo

As he watches the sun set upon his Tennessee porch, his

Honeysuckle in tow, admiring the majesty of Rocky Top.

Born of two worlds and still separate by a new, he’d fancy

Extending his right hand, perspiring as it would, in warmth

And compassion to the lady so unique, her gentle, subtle

Demurity hinted via photographs of a tale yet divulged to an

Audience incapable to be recipients of a heart it never saw. 

She’d gladly reciprocate, for a world of seven billion strong

Could never be wrong to justify of a peace amid so many 

Soloist commonalities; and ours as a community of two 

Commonalities, two hearts beating for their time to set the 

World afire, for she is delivered to my undivided attention

From su patria San Juan via Hollywood Boulevard’s lights.