Skyline...

I look at the skyline and see skeletons of steel. Rows of windows—some illuminated, some dark. Walls of concrete reaching up toward the sky. Stones and the mortar that holds them in place.

You see squares stacked on top of one another. Differential equations scrawled on paper. Tangent lines just kissing the curves. The surrounding context that provides the backdrop.

I see the end.
You see the means.
And through you I see the beauty of the big picture.