From the No-Man's Land
by Bimal varan baduni
The body may rest, but the mind will wander, fears unfold,with frightening thunder. When the storm is over and the deluge is gone, in the dreamland a hope is born. From the oriental skies, wisdom will dawn, the play will restart, with a hopeful yawn. Fall by the side, or stand till the end, in the no-man's land, truth is the only friend.