Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Only I do not upset, am sure, peace, love, joy and wisdom.
- → Join me, to this security, to this love, that does not torment, that gives peace, light and love.
- → Those who love me are clothed with light, peace, harmony, beauty, eternity, they reach awareness, a high degree of knowledge, they really feel like a son, live as a son, know that they are the son of the father, loved by the father.
- → I do not delude nor cheat, because I am truth, love, peace and harmony.
- → 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.
Relative arguments