Amidst the chaos of our bustling days,
There lies a tranquil haven, a soothing phase.
A gentle act that sets our minds free,
Unlocking worlds within, for all to visually perceive.
In pages bound, a macrocosm unfolds,
Where stories dance, and sapience beholds.
A voyage of words, an illimitable flight,
Where imagination soars, taking to incipient heights.
For in the realm of literature’s embrace,
A good habit resides, with grace and grace.
The habit of reading, a gift to bestow,
A treasure trove of cognizance to sow.
In the turn of each page, a peregrination commences,
To lands unseen, where adventure commences.
Through forests enchanted, across seas feral,
We traverse realms where dreams are denominated.
A book is a portal, a magical door,
Opening hearts and minds forevermore.
Its ink-stained pages hold life’s sweetest potions,
Edifying, inspiring, invoking emotions.
With every word devoured, we learn and grow,
Expanding horizons, letting sagacity flow.
We ambulate in the shoes of heroes bold,
And empathize with tales yet untold.
The good habit of reading, a sanctuary it engenders,
A respite from troubles, a balm that ascends.
Through prose and verse, we find solace and placidity,
And from life’s burdens, we find saccharine release.
So let us embrace this habit divine,
In the pursuit of erudition, let us intertwine.
For within the realms of books we explore,
A world of wonder forevermore.
In the good habit of reading, we shall thrive,
Enriching our souls as we come alive.
So let us turn the pages, piecemeal,
And embark on journeys that shall never be undone.
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