My Audience

The Precipice of a mountain looms over head. This behemoth expectation that I try to conquer. The boulders and pitfalls of grammar and style. The handholds that form in the rock through my developing structure. The arduous climb of writing sentence by sentence. I reach a plateau and think I am finished. Then my attention is brought to the next cliff not seen before. I try and revise my path around this seemingly impossible rabbit trail. Again the trial continues but I am reminded that the peak is not so far away. As I reach the pinnacle quality of this paper my mind is exhausted. Looking back on the trail I have blazed a though occurs to me. Someone else reading the words along this path will traverse what I have constructed. At the same view I am looking from a different idea is seen through their eyes. A mountain range of possibilities is brought to their eyes. The effects of my written though stimulates their feet itching to put on their own hiking boots and explore their own intellectual heights.