I always bless my children as my children, descendants, created for love, in love, never abandoned, never deprived of love, who live every moment for my love.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ I, Lord God , look at you with tenderness , I join you in your torments , in your choices , at every moment , always, I never break from you, I never break the love for you, I know your disappointments , as you live in this world that does not love you and does not belong to you.
→ 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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