For fear will rob me if I give too much

My heart was moved brilliantly by Alan PATON. For a couple of seconds, my heart felt alive again! Young again! And a flood of emotions pumped as quick as the blood in my veins.

Thank you PATON for the beauty of senses you have offered us:

"Cry, the beloved country, for the unborn child that's the inheritor of our fear. Let him not love the earth so deeply. Let him not laugh too gladly when the water runs through his fingers, nor stand too silent when the setting sun makes the veld with fire. Let him not be too moved when the birds of his land are singing. Nor give too much of his heart to a mountain or a valley. For fear will rob him if he gives too much."