In front of love I am moved like a child by the sweetness of a mother and the tenderness of a father.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → This accomplishment is the certainty of the man who feels loved, desired, wanted by me, who understands the love he has for me, that overcomes and brings him into my eternity of father.
- → Everything will be accomplished, realized if you think about me, believe and love me.
- → Here is the realization, the end, the destination, the accomplishment of my creation and of the greatness I have for my children.
- → If you find me as the origin and end of love, this destination and knowledge which you will have from meeting with me will be accomplished.
- → 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.
Recurrences in the text
- → In front of love I am moved like a child by the sweetness of a mother and the tenderness of a father.
- → You climb into useless vanity, you withdraw from my love, from the love that you possess and don't give.
- → My heart generates the essence of love, joy, and pain.
- → I love you with tenderness, with sweetness, always, first and for ever.
- → This accomplishment is the certainty of the man who feels loved, desired, wanted by me, who understands the love he has for me, that overcomes and brings him into my eternity of father.
- → From the creation I have put love in each my child.
- → From the creation I thought to you with love.
- → You will be in peace, in serenity, in balance and loved.
- → Take possession of the love I have given you since creation.
- → Every man can reach the destination, the goal and what is timeless.
- → I have put invaluable treasures in you since creation.
- → 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