In the hush of an ancient library, where the wisdom of sages reside,
Echoes of silence ring through the shelves, where knowledge and tales abide.
Whispers of history, secrets untold, in the pages of time they hide,
In the tranquil embrace of venerable tomes, treasures of the past confide.
Amidst the hallowed halls of learning, where volumes of insight sleep,
The echoes of silence reverberate, as ancient wisdom runs deep.
The stillness speaks of forgotten lore, within the tomes’ cover steep,
The whispers stir the curious soul, with promises of knowledge to reap.
With every turn of a parchment page, the echoes resonate and resound,
In the pure embrace of silence, timeless knowledge is found.
The whispers tell of untold wonders, in words that astound,
The library breathes with the wisdom of ages, in silence that knows no bound.