My words must not remain words, sound, they must be lived in the consistency, concreteness and substance of love for me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → In the world my children fight to affirm themselves, to fulfill themselves in love, they discover that I, the father, am there for them, with them, in hiding, in silence, they can see me, they find a light that is first small, then large, dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone.
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