Within the belly of Omi-Ìwò cave, the hydraulic sound of a crystal clear spring mixed with the whirring calls of resident bats disvirgin the air. A blinding beam of light pierces the torn rock and illuminates a small pool of water within the cave, from which flowed the stream which the people call “Ìwò”. The…
In Isarun land, so far away, Hid a timeless orifice, A hole so stygian, inside like the night, A tunnel, ensconced in granite, Air so light, its heart, without life, Temperatures at 40deg Fahrenheit, In past times, gave life, its shelter, 11,200 B.C; a home for Yoruba man, So old, far older than Oduduwa, Alack!Liars…
Within the belly of Omi-Ìwò cave, the hydraulic sound of a crystal clear spring mixed with the whirring calls of resident bats disvirgin the air. A blinding beam of light pierces the torn rock and illuminates a small pool of water within the cave, from which flowed the stream which the people call “Ìwò”. The…
Ascending the hills of Akure and looking south, one is confronted by stupefying vistas of the surrounding inselberg landscape bedecked with an enigmatic skyline of jagged peaks held in place by gigantic mountains smeared in glossy sheens of grey and silver- a cluster of intriguing inselbergs, towering high into the skies at the distant horizon….