Beneath the sunlit savanna skies,
Where golden grass like a sea does rise,
A lion stands, his mane aflame,
The king of beasts, with pride and name.
His roar resounds through the morning air,
A call to those who gather there.
For every creature, great and small,
He rules with justice, guarding all.
The circle turns, as time does flow,
Life to the earth, and back it’ll go.
From cub to king, the path is clear,
Through trials faced and conquered fear.
Yet shadows lurk where hyenas roam,
Threat’ning to steal the kingdom’s home.
The lion fights, both tooth and claw,
Restoring balance, nature’s law.
With stars above, where ancestors sing,
They guide the heart of the lion king.
For in the Circle of Life, we see,
We’re all bound to eternity. GM frenz 💜 2 replies
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