The Yoruba people of West Africa honour a family of divine spirits called the Orisha. Nana Buruku is among the most ancient of them all — the primordial grandmother, present before the others, keeper of the oldest wisdom there is.

This is the final track of the album, and it is a lullaby.

What to Expect. Soft ngoni and a low, unhurried hand drum A warm, female voice, tender and wise The quietest, gentlest song on the record West African folk fusion at a whisper

About Nana Buruku. In Yoruba tradition, Nana Buruku is one of the oldest of the Orisha — the ancient grandmother said to have been present before the others came to be. She presides over the still waters: the swamps and marshes where land and water meet, the slow places where life first stirred.

She governs the great cycle — beginnings, endings, and what comes after endings — and she teaches the oldest lessons: patience, endurance, and the acceptance that everything moves in its season. The young Orisha carry fire and storm. The grandmother has watched a thousand storms arrive, and a thousand storms pass.

After an album of rivers and thunder, iron and wind, this is where it all comes to rest.

She teaches that this too will pass, and that rest is not something you have to earn.

This Song Is For You If You've Ever. - Reached the end of a long stretch with nothing left to give - Needed an elder's calm more than anyone's advice - Wanted permission to simply stop for a while

Everything you are carrying, you do not have to earn. Rest now.

These are living traditions, still practiced across West Africa, the Caribbean, and the Americas today. Traditions vary by region and lineage, and respectful corrections are always welcome in the YouTube comments.