You climb into useless vanity, you withdraw from my love, from the love that you possess and don't give.

You climb into useless vanity, you withdraw from my love, from the love that you possess and don't give.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ I embrace you and I will attract all of you to me.

→ 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.

→ Only the love makes you children loved by me.

→ The love makes me reachable.

→ I will never detach myself from you, I have always been your father.

→ I demand and collect your love.

→ Love is fulfilled with truth until it enters you.

→ Contemplate my presence, fix your gaze on me.

→ My everything is not vain.

→ Your love enters me, into my being, and pushes me to always be with you.
→ I hold on to you, hold you in your hand, I support, protect and love you.
→ I, the Lord God, call you by name and whisper words of love.
→ This is strong love, source of light.
→ My glance, my sweetness and my love is for my children.

→ Do not look back, do not turn back.

→ Listen.

→ This love stirs up in my children joy so full that it makes them tremble and vibrate.

Recurrences in the text

→ I embrace you and I will attract all of you to me.
→ 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.
→ Only the love makes you children loved by me.
→ The love makes me reachable.
→ I will never detach myself from you, I have always been your father.
→ I demand and collect your love.
→ Love is fulfilled with truth until it enters you.
→ Contemplate my presence, fix your gaze on me.
→ My everything is not vain.
→ I hold on to you, hold you in your hand, I support, protect and love you.
→ Do not look back, do not turn back.
→ Listen.
→ This love stirs up in my children joy so full that it makes them tremble and vibrate.

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