In the quiet corners of a dusty room,
A book awaits, wrapped in silence deep,
Its pages hold a universe in bloom,
Where stories wake from their enchanted sleep.

Each word a whisper, calling to the soul,
Transporting minds to lands both near and far,
Within its embrace, we become whole,
Guided by the light of a paper star.

Adventures unfold with each gentle turn,
Mysteries unravel, secrets to explore,
In this boundless realm where hearts can yearn,
For dreams untold and tales of yore.

So let us wander through this sacred art,
Where imagination finds its sweetest song,
In the pages of a book, we start
A journey where our spirits grow strong.