You climb into useless vanity, you withdraw from my love, from the love that you possess and don't give.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Do not look to the world, to poverty, but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am.
- → I am not poverty.
- → 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.
- → My children have to work to know me better, to look in better and to recognize their poverty in the world.
- → I am the one who loves and fills your days and your darks by illuminating them and making you into the light.
- → Now the Lord father is beside you, every day gives, loves, reveals that the love covers every my child, that every my child is endowed with heart, reason, light, love, free and not slave, of light and not of darkness, of love and not of hate, of peace and not of torment, of harmony and not of insecurity, my son and my only.
- → I am the father of love who watches, cares and gives always.
Relative arguments