In the silent halls where echoes fade,
Knowledge whispers its ancient tale,
Through pages worn and ink long dry,
A world unveiled beneath the sky.

Each word a spark, each thought a flame,
In minds it weaves a timeless frame,
Connecting souls across the years,
A tapestry of hopes and fears.

The seeker walks with open eyes,
Where truth and mystery intertwine,
In every quest, a new dawn breaks,
As wisdom’s path the heart awakes.

Beneath the stars, where dreams take flight,
Knowledge guides us through the night,
With every step, a deeper view,
An endless journey old yet new.