The Transcendent Beauty of Pearls and Ponies

Jazz is the silence that speaks and in that exalted realm, nothing is more sublime than the silence that speaks kind of blue. Blue in Green is that crystallized moment, that exquisite flawlessness that personally, I think can only be matched in the entirety of literature by those blue eyes looking upon that dress most green for the first time. Tom Bombadil's first sight of Goldberry is that crystallized moment, that faultless perfection that would be blemished by any other seeing it in the same way that giving lyrics to Blue in Green would tarnish its silent perfection. Speaking for me personally, the giving of lyrics to Blue in Green or the animation of Tom's meeting with Goldberry would make me lose my cool and ignite into being, a most profound rage.