In the hush of pages, wisdom whispers low,
Tales of distant lands and hearts aglow.
Each line a doorway, each word a path,
Leading the soul through time’s gentle bath.

The ink, a river, flowing deep and wide,
Carving out the landscapes where dreams abide.
Every chapter a sunrise, every verse a star,
Illuminating minds both near and far.

The quiet rustle of paper, a symphony sweet,
In the world of books, where hearts and minds meet.
Characters come alive, in the reader’s embrace,
Bringing joy and sorrow in a timeless chase.

Between the lines, secrets softly unfold,
Ancient wisdom in stories told.
The journey of reading, an endless delight,
Guiding us gently through the darkest night.