• Brighter Tomorrow

    The Voice Of Our Ancestors

    A group of women sitting in the Maka forest villa

    He hears them. They speak to him constantly. No, not in his head. The voices speak to him in the breeze, the creeks, the leaves, the rocks, the soil, and everything all around him. Sometimes, they speak to him through the eyes of the elders of the community. These are voices that never stop for him.