I look for men, sons, more than sons, courageous, convinced in announcing and proclaiming the love of their only father.
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.
- → My son is mine, joined to me, part of me in light, in love, in harmony, in the pure awareness of me and him.
- → I bless my children as part of me, precious to me in the light, in the joy, in the love, in this revelation, created by me, recognized by me in the joy, in the pain, in the certainty, in the uncertainty, in the fears, in fragility, in abandonment to me and always.
- → You are woven into love, embraced by love, part of me and a big part as I am in love.
- → My children are mine, part of me and the best part of me.
Relative arguments