In quiet corners, whispers of the past,
Books hold secrets, shadows they cast.
Each page a portal, each line a guide,
In words, endless worlds reside.
Eyes trace stories, hearts take flight,
In the silence, tales ignite.
Bound in leather, wrapped in dreams,
In reading, life is not what it seems.
Within the letters, voices call,
Echoes of souls, big and small.
From distant lands to future skies,
Imagination, the only prize.
In every chapter, new adventures wait,
Time suspended, a readerâs fate.
In the pages, we find our place,
A boundless journey through time and space.