You have to know and to recognize this love, that I love my children and that my children love me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → If the son looks inside himself silently, he begins to reflect with love, detached from what damages and fills his thoughts, his reason, his heart, finally he manages to find me, he is in my presence, he finds himself, me, his and my origins, he knows deeply the love, the light, the balance lost wandering in the inconstant world.
- → These words are full, not empty, full of love.
- → This is eternal truth, divine word, will of God.
- → This word is my blessing.
- → Every act, every thought, every moment not addressed to me is rubbish, promotion of illusion, unworthy choice of you and me, sin, if you like this word.
- → The world has managed to make too many of your words meaningless.
Relative arguments