The force field (by firstcomet)

I thought, beyond this point
The road is barricaded, barred
No other eureka, no ecstasy
My share the stillness of a stale yore
Inculcated in the essence of now!

Captured in a force fields
Pushed to the left, then right
Prone and then Supine
Between us an empty space
Empty as the expression on my face

It’s your move I say
It’s your reaction, you may
It’s our interaction, you weigh
I nod, then wonder
Which force caused this, I ponder

Reflecting upon your face
And the certitude of your faith
And the strength in your voice
I wonder if I had any choice …

Hands to the left, hands to the right,
You wave at me good night!

Out in the open I see
The twinkling starts to be
Pulled to the left, then to right
via an incredible cosmic might

Austere but urged is the world
And thus it’s constantly twirled
Days after days,
Years after years,
Or so it appears!