In the quiet corners of the mind,
Where stories whisper and time unwinds,
Books open doors to worlds untold,
Revealing treasures more precious than gold.

Through paper and ink, we travel wide,
Crossing oceans of thought, with no tide,
Each page a step on paths uncharted,
In the silence, new dreams are started.

With every chapter, wisdom blooms,
In borrowed lives, our spirit resumes,
The lines between reality and fiction blur,
As empathy deepens and hearts stir.

So let us read, and let us grow,
In the boundless realms that books bestow,
For in the pages of a well-loved book,
Lies the magic of a deeper look.