Into the Great Unknown

With stardust memories fading into cosmic abyss,
The space nomad floats along the asteroid belt.
Wondering how many light years it's been
Since the final take-off.
Orbiting through a distant solar system,
Whose ancient life forms had long since vanished,
And been forgotten by the universe.
The space man knows not the measure of his true solitude,
Which looms so purely in his atmosphere.
He simply stares out the window,
Wishing for a signal.
Some kind of saving grace.
A miracle.
But all he can see is stars,
Billions and billions of them,
Suspended in the infinite blackness,
Waiting for some lonely wanderer
To keep them company for a while.