Tribute Set - Tennyson

We still believe: no matter what

Evil will eventually reach its destination of good,

Whether it is a crisis of faith, a stain of blood,

Natural suffering and sin of the will;

I believe that the world does not take the road of no goal

I believe that when the creation is completed,

Not a single life will be lost,

Being thrown into nothingness as garbage;

I believe that not a single worm has been cut in vain,

Not a single moth pursues in vain

Crumpled in a meaningless flame,

Or just to make a profit for others.

Behold, we don't know anything.

I can only believe that good will always come,

In the distant future, descend upon all beings,

And every winter will turn into a spring breeze.

I dream like this, but who am I? ——

A child cries in the darkness,

A child is calling out the light,

There are no words, only cries.