Disclaimer: Aulë and Yavanna are the creations of J.R.R Tolkien.

Yavanna:
Come once more spring,
The farmer sows,
Barley and green apples,
And children know,
That brides weave flowers in their hair,
And all things good and green and fair,
Are born again, when Yavanna sings,
And with her voice, the new year brings,

Aulë:
Come once more spring,
The flowers grow,
But earth remains,
And the earth knows,
That gems and rocks and stones,
That mountains, earth, and bones,
Shall outlast flowers and trees,
Shall outlast the very sea,

Yavanna:
Would the earth not be barren,
Without the things that grow?

Aulë:
Could they grow without the earth?
I would say no.

Yavanna:
Let flowers garland the earth,
I will it so,
Let trees dig their roots deep,
And not let go,
And for once let earth admit,
The power of that that grows,

Aulë:
Let flowers do as they will,
I only care,
For the fires of the deep,
And gemstones fair,
Yet earth shall perhaps admit,
To loving that which grows.

Yavanna:
And so a flower might love a stone?

Aulë:
And a stone a flower,
If she could him forgive,
For loving metal more,
Than the green bower.

Yavanna:
Forgiven, thrice forgiven!

Together:
Then so let it be,
And all things sing,
In harmony,
Above earth and below,
Fire and gems and stones,
Tiny flowers, tallest trees,
For love, so let it be.