You see before I looked through dirty lenses.
What I see now was always there, the mountains, the walls, the slips, cliffs and falls. I didn't see these twists and turns, near misses and stalls. I believed what I could see but now I see all that I missed. I look at life through cleaner lenses; its a little scary what I see. They were always there these things I missed; I just could not see.
Dedicated to Plaxico Burress and to another chance.
