The Vagabond: Yesudas Concert

The Vagabond

Give to me the life I love,
Let the lave go by me,
Give the jolly heaven above
And the byway nigh me.
Bed in the bush with stars to see,
Bread I dip in the river -
There's the life for a man like me,
There's the life for ever.

Let the blow fall soon or late,
Let what will be o'er me;
Give the face of earth around
And the road before me.
Wealth I seek not, hope nor love,
Nor a friend to know me;
All I seek, the heaven above
And the road below me.

Or let autumn fall on me
Where afield I linger,
Silencing the bird on tree,
Biting the blue finger.
White as meal the frosty field -
Warm the fireside haven -
Not to autumn will I yield,
Not to winter even!

Let the blow fall soon or late,
Let what will be o'er me;
Give the face of earth around,
And the road before me.
Wealth I ask not, hope nor love,
Nor a friend to know me;
All I ask, the heaven above
And the road below me.

-- Robert Louis Stevenson

My Life Is Yet Still

Sometimes the wind blows too hard

Sometimes the waters take the guard

Sometimes the clouds are very clear

Sometimes I’ve many tales to hear

But with all these ups and downs . . .

. . . . my life is yet still!

Sometimes my lips go open wide

Sometimes I sit besides the tide

Sometimes Hya’s on my mind

Sometimes Raphael do I find

But with all these ups and downs . . .

. . . . my life is yet still!

Sometimes life has no cheer ahead

Sometimes I feel my youth is dead

Some Niki then gives me a smile

And leaves me wondering all the while

But with all these ups and downs . . .

. . . . my life is yet still!

Sometimes I feel I’m 95

Sometimes the child in me is live

Sometimes I feel I’m satisfied

Sometimes my wants go rising high

But with all these ups and downs . . .

. . . . my life is yet still!

Sometimes I rock and have some fun

Sometimes I have to be a son

Sometimes I miss someone dear

Sometimes I find someone near

But with all these ups and downs . . .

. . . . my life is yet still!

I’ve moved so much but yet am still

And now surrender to my Father’s will

For someday I shall lie ‘still’ below

And then shall I say no more

With all these ups and downs . . .

. . . . my life is yet still!

--- Nelson Philip Fernandes

SUCCESS

Success is speaking words of praise,
In cheering other people’s ways,
In doing just the best you can,
With every task and every plan.

It’s silence when your speech would hurt,
Politeness when your neighbor’s curt,
It’s deafness when the scandal flows,
And sympathy with others woes.

It’s loyalty when duty calls,
It’s courage when disaster falls,
It’s patience when the hours are long,
It’s found in laughter and in song.

It’s in the silent time of prayers,
In poverty and despair,
In all of life and nothing less,
We find the thing we call SUCCESS!!

- Author Unknown