You are woven into love, embraced by love, part of me and a big part as I am in love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → With love I made you grow, fed, chased, carried in my arms and in my heart.
- → I fill, full, circle in every member and connection of your body, alimented and enriched by me, who keep you alive only in love.
- → These are the children of light and not of darkness, who have pulled out, nourished and revealed what I have given them from the beginning, which is love.
- → This encounter must be nourished, cared by me and you.
- → 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.
- → You are always inside of me, you live in me.
Relative arguments