(Paul Keiffer/Unsplash) I the East am one arm. I am West the other. My forehead is an unfurled name. I will always be warm with his body I bore like a mother. My roots are the roots of the world. Pete Green was born in 1932; he graduated from Georgetown in 1954 and the U.S. Army in 1956. He spent twelve years in a Discalced Carmelite monastery, and now lives in Irvington, New York. Also by this author This story is included in these collections: Lenten Reflections Get Commonweal’s latest, delivered twice weekly. Email address Published in the February 2021 issue: View Contents Most Recent Expecting Perfection By Regina Munch April 24, 2025 The Sporting Life By Miles Doyle April 24, 2025 Deeper Frequencies By Clifford Thompson April 23, 2025