Look Simba. Everything the light touches is our kingdom.
Wow.
A king's time as ruler rises and falls like the sun.
One day Simba, the sun will set on my time here
and will rise with you as the new king.
And this'll all be mine?
Everything.
Everything the light touches...What about that shadowy place?
"That's beyond our borders; you must never go there, Simba."
But I thought a king can do whatever he wants.
Oh, there's more to being king than-- getting your way all the time.
There's more?
Simba.
Everything you see exists together, in a delicate balance.
As king, you need to understand that balance,
and respect all the creatures
from the crawling ant to the leaping antelope.
But, Dad, don't we eat the antelope?
Yes, Simba, but let me explain.
When we die,our bodies become the grass.
And the antelope eat the grass.
And so, we are all connected in the great Circle of Life.
