Issa

This story began with a Kashmiri princess, Miraan, looking out in the early morning dawn towards a chariot of light being raised towards the heavens, face aglow with a flaming radiance, heart bursting with gratitude and love for all the years she was allowed to share with this most magnificent of men.

And as this story began so it ends. For I am Miraan who shares this story with you, as I have heard it from his own lips, and as I have witnessed in the years I spent with him.

I did not think such a love was possible; a love that grew stronger the more it was shared with all the world. He was a great healer and king, a simple monk and prophet, an extraordinary lover and friend. He was a man like any other, except that he dared himself go where few men had been before.

Lovers were never meant to close themselves off from the rest of creation in isolated fantasy. Lovers find each other in every face they encounter, wherever they may be in this world. And so as I come to the end of this story, I see myself staring back at you, each of you who reads these words and makes this story your own, for my soul knows you.

This story will not end until you find yourself mirrored in these words and these acts, touching the human as well as the divine spirit that dwells within. Issa was not afraid to declare himself a Sun of God, one with the Father of Light. Find your own true heart, likewise... set yourself free.

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