Beneath the stars of endless skies,
Where knowledge blooms and never dies,
The whispers of the mind take flight,
Embracing shadows, seeking light.

In corridors of ancient lore,
We journey through each open door,
With questions vast as oceans deep,
And secrets that the wise ones keep.

The pages turn, the candles burn,
As scholars seek and souls discern,
The truths that lie in hidden scrolls,
The mysteries that time unfolds.

So let us quest with hearts alight,
Through realms of thought, through day and night,
For in this search, we find our grace,
In knowledge vast, the human race.