Twinkling Lights

When you are down in the city you would never know it looks so beautiful from above. In the middle of things it all seems so busy, so singular, so one dimensional, if you never stop to see the bigger landscape it is all brake lights and traffic signals. Looking at the painting from atop, high above the hustle and the bustle it becomes a giant expanse of twinkling lights. If you never stop to see where all those little pieces fit, you miss the lovely picture it all turns out to be. It all makes me feel so lucky. Wouldn't you be happy too? If your world was just a giant expanse of twinkling lights? I guess this really is a city filled with stars...