In the realm where ink meets page,
Whispers of wisdom, tales of age,
Pens dance lightly, hearts engage,
A world unfolds beyond the stage.

Through forests dense with lore and light,
Characters breathe, take flight,
Shadows merge with dreams so bright,
In this boundless, bound delight.

Each line a thread, each verse a weave,
Stories that hearts can’t help but believe,
From dawn to dusk, they never leave,
The soul’s deep hunger, they relieve.

So let the quill run wild and free,
Paint realms of wonder for all to see,
Through literature’s vast, unending sea,
Find the magic in you and me.