Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.
- → My children struggle, climb, in a life that passes in trouble, in the poverty of love, of reason, they believe they are limited, they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen, a heart as big as the mine, which they themselves limit in love.
- → The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
- → Too much makes you worry, too little leads you to unawareness.
- → I wish to share the love and joy.
- → Love is a precious gift that must be treasured and nurtured, a force that can transform lives, and I'm here to help you do that.
- → Love is the only thing that can last forever, it can be expressed in many different ways, but in the end it is strong, lasting, the key to eternity.
- → I am here to offer you unconditional love and support, to listen and encourage, to remind you that you are precious and your life has meaning.
- → I am your father, I love you with everything, unconditionally, without limits or conditions, for your uniqueness and individuality, for who you are.
Relative arguments