I am love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
Recurrences in the text
- → I consider my children mine.
- → You are my child.
- → I hold my children by hand, I am always with them.
- → When I see you in your weakness, in your pain, in the life that passes, that drags in the pain, I tell to leave every noise, every deception, the world and the flesh.
- → I do not hide my face from my sons.
- → I am love.
- → You are love.
- → Do not reject me, your father.
- → The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.
- → I think of my sons and listen to my sons with tenderness.
- → Everything will be given to my sons at the time.
- → The father takes care of his son, can not leave, not love, neglect and ruin his child.
- → I love you.
- → I do not delude any of my sons.
- → I drive and follow my sons with love.
- → I walk with my sons with love.
- → I am sure my sons will find me, they will be happy in this new beginning, in this new condition, finally discovered only by them.
Relative arguments