Study

In the quiet realm of knowledge's Quest,

Where pages turn and minds invest,

In the dance of words and the scholar's Trance,

A Symphony of learning,

A Graceful dance.

With every sentence,

A Step unfolds,

In the book Of Wisdom,

Stories are told.

Through the night's Silence or the day's Embrace,

My rhythm echoes,

Leaving A Trace.

The pen conducts A Poetic score,

On the canvas of notebooks,

Forevermore.

In the library's Sanctuary or my nook,

A Journey of discovery,

An endless book.

With each equation,

A Melody is composed,

In the temple of mine,

Where wisdom is enclosed.

The flicker of A Lamp,

The rustle of A Page,

An ode to learning,

From age to age.

So,

Let the quill dance and the mind sway,

In the tapestry of mine,

Where dreams find their way.

With every chapter,

A Verse is spun,

In the Symphony of Knowledge,

A Song is begun.