O Rain La Rain

In O Rain La Rain Munayem Mayenin sings the diamond and paper cuts of life, love and longing only to bring an offering to the altar of timelessness suitable enough, delicate enough, true enough to ride through the test of time; taking language to the task to elaborate beauty’s abound bounds. O Rain La Rain declares: let it rain red, red, scarlet. Let it rain mad spring, disarrayed spring. Let it rain autumn’s gold and winter’s pure white. Let it rain the dark of the night, the white of the day and the silver of lunar tides. Let it rain summer’s rouge, green and mint madness of pure, pure soul of what love is, of what beauty is, of what truth is: an Eternal Valentine, an eternal red Rose, abloom, facing the face of eternity.