Transcendence Digital Stories

Fir trees lit up with snow Crimson barn from long ago Light itself unneeded Daytime gives the glow. Winter came, Christmas too Unbeckoned...

The moment Fr. Dennis baptizes this baby “Fresh and new, all full of life.” Just after reading his poems and reciting the Creed. Luis...

Darkness, blanketing darkness. (a curtain falls away) The sun rises resplendent eager to cast its rays. Bathing the jungle in golden...

Who is my Brother? Awaken Unsealing my frail eyes I see the dormant world A wasted heap of Earth Free from souls but for one A stranger...