The followers claimed his face glowed
with celestial light, so it was forbidden
for human hands to depict it.
Although he never claimed anything
never mentioned resurrection,
yet some authorities think he’s back.
The Dalai Lama smiles as if he knows,
but he’s not telling.
Lord Vishnu says he found him incognito
wearing a Smokey Bear costume.
The Buddha thinks he’s hiding
inside the 1950s truck that purveys “gaz, gaz, gaz”
in Damascus. Behind the silver canisters
for cookers, he conducts the band that alerts
the quarter’s housewives. Louder
than the ice cream jitney, he plays “Jingle Bells,”
oh, happy tunel. He’s having a good time
after all that heavy lifting reforming a society.
The authorities could not turn him off,
“dashing through the snow” in hot, desert Syria,
amplifiers on max.