In the quiet halls where wisdom dwells,
A seed of knowledge begins to grow.
Guided by hands that shape and mold,
Minds awaken, eager to know.
Through pages worn with lessons old,
The world unfolds in vibrant hues.
Dreams take flight on wings of thought,
Beyond the confines of familiar views.
With every question, a door unlocked,
Revealing paths untraveled before.
Curiosity becomes the compass,
Leading to shores of endless lore.
For education is the timeless gift,
A beacon shining through the night.
It lights the way for every soul,
Guiding them toward the dawn’s first light.