After we passed camels came their moment of choice. Both kids had been adamant that they did not want to see the lions or tigers, but in that moment there was still hesitation. Allure was almost enough to overcome fear, so we cautiously walked just enough around the corner to see them from a safe distance and then quickly retreated to follow the other path around - past wild horses, sea eagles and to mountain goats. And that's when we heard him. At first, it was almost like rumbling of a stomach, and I thought they might not even notice. But seconds later it picked up volume and intensity a bit. Lion was roaring. I could just make out the outline of his body through chain-link of multiple enclosures between us. He was horizontal on his perch, one paw elevating his head and chest a little. Relaxed, in disposition. This was probably his inside-voice. Even as I steadied them with my arm around their shoulders, kids' nervousness was catching as I found my pulse speeding up. Mesmerized by powerful voice, my heart knew allure and fear in equal proportion.
Captivate me, Lion of Judah.
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