“Circle of Life” from The Lion King was a fine song and she’d loved it growing up, but seeing nature, red in tooth and claw, as Tennyson wrote, up close was gritty and difficult. Although she revered the birds of prey for their capabilities and grace in flight, she had come to be wary of them for their ruthlessness and cold-blooded disposition.
Savage observation and true, worthy of Tarzan..
