In the quiet corners where whispers dwell,
Shelves of wisdom, stories to tell.
Pages turn like gentle breezes,
Unveiling secrets, time it seizes.
Among the aisles, a world unseen,
Knowledge blooms in silent sheen.
Each book a portal, bound in leather,
Minds travel far, tethered never.
In the library’s heart, dreams ignite,
Lanterns of thought, burning bright.
Echoes of authors, voices past,
In this haven, forever cast.
Wisdom’s keep, a sacred ground,
Where endless treasures can be found.
Seek within, and you shall see,
The boundless realms of mystery.