Ọ̀run is the living sky — realm of ancestors and gods. Ọ̀kẹ́ is the last coal that refuses to die. Together: the red-gold spark the heavens keep alive.
These crackled flames and white lightning lines are Ọ̀run Ọ̀kẹ́ made cloth — divine fire frozen mid-breath.
“When the sky holds one coal, darkness learns respect.”





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