In shadows cast by ancient tomes,
A flicker of light, a world unknown,
As eyes embrace the whispered tales,
Imagination sets its sails.

With every word, a journey begins,
Through realms of dreams, where magic spins,
The stories dance, in minds they weave,
A tapestry of worlds we believe.

The scent of paper, the rustle of leaves,
In silent corners, the heart receives,
A universe within our grasp,
In every book, a life to clasp.

So let us wander, let us dream,
Through endless pages, let our minds gleam,
For in reading, we find our flight,
In whispered words, the endless light.