Playing with words again ... inspired by a MR prompt.

Right place, wrong time

Hey! My clock just stopped!
The two hands, they froze
Now, how that could happen?
The Lord alone knows

So where is this place?
And why the locked gate?
Well, am I on time?
Or perhaps, too late?

The pearls, they’re sparkling
In the bright sunshine
But leave no shadows
On this life of mine

So what should I do?
Can’t wait around here!
Back to the grindstone
And come back next year?