Is remorse a prison to the soul br the sole utterance of reproach br that if not to myself be True br the possible best in life accrue br what if regret creeps on the morning br a thief stalking the shadow of dawn br (re) fresh from bare motive drawing br crystal arteries of a day that is new br or shall we allow the mind meander br let it's 'work' find itself crowning br there in its core uncover simplicity br strip away a mournful state of heart br br br `br br Frederick Kesnerbr br