Step along a path less travelled,
where words are nought but seemless dreams,
notions turn to worlds on paper,
portals to great lands unseen.
Step beyond the hidden boundry,
find the bard, the sage, the seer,
the one within who shapes the heavens,
the magic without place or peer.
Step into your secret haven,
where walls are glass and time is sand,
break your chains and find your freedom,
amongst the tomes beneath your hand.
Step away from bane and boredom,
along the road, I'll meet you there,
I'm here in a memory all but forgotten,
with time to pass and tales to share.