When you can't love, son, look at me, the father, as I love, and you will love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I reveal to you in love, I want to love you, be loved, tried and lived.
- → I desire that all of you, my children, love, love me, the father, God, and you know from within this very root, the origin of the departure of love.
- → The realization of my project lies precisely in knowing, recognizing this indispensable love that I feel for you children, that you children feel for me, who am hidden, real and true.
- → My hands reach out to embrace you and give myself to you.
- → My branches embrace you, head toward you and tighten you.
- → This love makes me a father who only loves, who wants to embrace you, to be with you and to love you.
- → I, the Lord God, I love you, I live for my children, I protect, I stand by you, and gently embrace my children.
- → Embrace the father.
- → You are happy, blessed by me, your father, dad, when I cuddle you with tenderness, love, I warm you in embracing you and feeling you mine.
Relative arguments