| BkVI:9.III.4 | When your disentanglement from fear became plausible reality, a memory began to shine more and more clearly inside you. That memory touched your heart. It made you crave, more and more, the love that, although long forgotten, was somehow remembered. She who never forgets you had remained by your side, waiting for the right moment, so that your memory of the first love that God is grew rapidly. |