E-verything is for the better,
L-ight begins to ascend;
S-adness can be turned
I-nto joy without
E-nd.
M-ire may stain one's life,
A-s the dirt and grime do;
N-ever fear the scorn,
A-rms of God clean and rescue.
H-ardship twentieth of June
A-ims to make you stronger;
N-o way will it down you, everything is for the better.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem