HE SAT AT A TABLE

He sat at a table
talking with a friend.
The faraway stars were sending
their signals to other stars,
the silence of the night
was like the silence
inside their words,
the words that went
from their hearts
to their tongues
to the sweetest air
in Holliston, Mass.
It was Christmas, but they
were somewhere else,
inside a world where
words were made of lights
like the stars make
above us all.