In the quiet hush of the library’s embrace,
Shelves stand tall, guardians of time,
Where words are woven in a sacred space,
And stories whisper in a silent chime.

Beneath the dim glow of the reading lamps,
Minds embark on journeys far and wide,
Through realms of wonder, across ancient maps,
In books where countless worlds reside.

Each page a portal, each cover a door,
To lands of magic, to seas of lore,
Where heroes rise and legends soar,
In the heart of the library, forevermore.

Here, time stands still, yet knowledge flows,
A river of wisdom in endless prose,
In this hallowed hall, where learning grows,
The library’s spirit eternally glows.