Twist the clock.

Enter now the
realm
of sorrow
to walk
right through
It's face
Twist the clock
counter wise
Within Devine
internal
space,
Shadows'
fade away
Evaporating
All despair
Emptiness
Now
Within
time and
place,
Seeking
the glory
the light
of day
Foot to path
In seldom plight
Abandoned
now
The blackest night