There is a point in time.
A space in reality.
Where energy as it builds becomes an unstoppable force.
A force to be reckoned with.
But until that point is reached there is nothing but friction.
Nothing but struggle.
Nothing but work.
Pushing past the point of unthinkable effort, an easing of pressure is allowed.
Like a rocket straining to punch through to outer space.
And once through Earths atmosphere the rockets are jettisoned and the view can be enjoyed.
And what a view it is.
In the NOW.
When the effort seems utterly taxing.
And the will to go on requires every fiber of our being.
Push on knowing fully.
That the view will be worth the effort.
And that effort is all we have to give.