Alone with my thoughts over the world with a private view of below I looked down and saw the glare of the moon moving like an otherwordly sea creature across the surface of the interconnected bodies of water. While my plane and the world slept. One by one they were warmed by the light of the moon shimmering like a Broadway song then on to the next, the effect a succession of camera flashes - the glow over our heads eternal, the moment as fleeting as its ever been.