I wanted to create another tlk-related poem at first, but then I 
realized that tlk is a combination of many art forms, and I came up with 
the idea of combining a poem with visual descriptions. You may think 
that this detracts from the poem, and I tried to keep the descriptions 
concise yet meaningful, but I hope you enjoy it! 
I seem to be better at creating poems than some other art, so I have 
decided to keep doing it, and I would like to know if you think that the 
visual descriptions add to or detract from this poem.

When you read this for the first time, please only read it at dawn!

Dawn in the Pridelands
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(fade in)
The red circle rises once more
slowly it emerges, 
bringing anew the weary
(A red sun beams forth,
reflecting off the savanna)
no language need be known
no achievement need be done
to breathe in deep this gift
Warm are the hearts that 
receive it, warm are the 
bodies that need it,
(the sunlight slowly covers 
Pride Rock, shining forth onto
Simba's Pride) 
level is the living field
Awaken Pridelands,
let thee be worthy,
(adult Simba awakens, and
walks slowly to the Promontory)
stand to attention 
and take your place,                 
may your day be filled 
with hope from your home,
because today is another 
chance, to make it 
a better place
may you be this moment, 
the spirit of nature 
we recognize,
(the view pans around,
you see the reflection of
the sun in Simba's eyes)
so your roar will be heard,
and at one you'll be
with your pride
(the view pans quickly 
above and away from Simba,
you hear a roar that echos
several times, each time softer
than the next)
(fade out)









TLK..."An enchanted moment, and it sees me through!"


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