Get rid of what torments you or makes you fall, because everything is supported by this love, I am the eternal rock, the pillar, the primary column and nothing can hurt you or fall you down.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Do not look to the world , to poverty , but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am .→ I am not poverty .→ My children struggle , climb , in a life that passes in trouble , in the poverty of love , of reason , they believe they are limited , they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen , a heart as big as the mine , which they themselves limit in love .→ My children have to work to know me better , to look in better and to recognize their poverty in the world .
Relative arguments