The sublime lies in the ever changing.
Look at the clear blue that forms the drop,
The power of the ever-flowing river,
The dark blue of the silvery rain during the day.
This clear blue that glitters like the purest sapphire,
The cleanest of aquamarine,
The shiniest blue of a zoisite!
This is the sublime, shine of mine!
As the sublime is nothing else then me:
A beautiful slime.