The Septuagenarian Space Traveler

As I approach my eight decade on Earth
I seek to solve the riddle of life
Each night, I travel to the distant stars
Floating, encompassed by their infinity
Lost Souls, serenade me with sweet songs
I reach out to hold them, but they evaporate in my outstretched arms
I weep, for this glorious union was so short lived
I awaken to the reality of me
Then I ponder, was it only a dream
Or for a fleeting moment, were we really reunited
Fantasy or reality, that is the question I ask each night
This “Septuagenarian Space Traveler”
Seeking to comprehend the mystery of the Universe