It took seven hours of the divine clock

for the glorious trees to fully grow up,

they'd take turn to sleep, they'd lock

an hour after the other one woke up.

So for an entire hour they attuned,

their rays merged in unified radiance,

for six hours Telperion bloomed,

till the twelfth did so Laurelin, consentaneous.

So each day they'd follow this cycle,

defining Valinor's day at twelve hours,

the trees' light dispersed in spirals,

till it rained on all lands and flowers.

Varda would gather the dew and the rain,

she'd pour it in water reservoirs and lakes,

and all the Valar would draw vitality, sustain

their eternal buoyancy and all young shapes.

This is how the Days of Valinor commenced;

the Count of Time marked the start of fixed units,

energies carefully started being dispensed;

the clock defines the distribution of all dual merits.