Ahh to feel the whispering winds blowing in my face as I stand atop the mountains of greatness.
The roar of the crisp air pushing me still further.
Ahh to feel the hard rock under me, the rock which I've climbed and fought to conquer.
The view from the top, the view of the mountains to come.
Ahh to see the valleys that I must descend in order to reach the higher peaks.
The fall, the rise, the motion of the sea in the skies.
Ahh to experience the slight pain of the thin air at the top, the bone chilling winds.
The solitude and the glory of it all.
Ahh to feel
Ahh to see
Ahh to experience
Ahh to desire.

Standing at the base of the mountain creates so many dreams.. but the dreams rarely ever see the work to accomplish them. Few dreams ever allow the thought of, what then? The work is the reward of the dream. Now, who is willing to reap the rewards?