Lost in the Labyrinth of Light
In twilight's hush, a forest gleams,
A thousand lights, in mystic dreams.
On ancient rocks, a library lies,
Guarded by an owl, with wise, knowing eyes.
A mushroom house, with doors ajar,
Welcomes the seeker, near and far.
Inside, a room, where wisdom's key,
Unlocks the mind, to pure ecstasy.
But beware, dear traveler, of its might,
For once inside, you may lose the light.
The owl's laughter echoes, wild and free,
As thousands gather, lost, yet wild with glee.
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