Old Man

An old  man stands in the center of the city dancing. He is dressed like a monk. He wears a brown cotton robe, sandals, a head wrap and carries a statue of a porcelain Jesus nailed to a small wooden cross. He wears blinking red lights on his rope belt and a smile between his cheeks.

A young man takes several pictures. I walk along the sidewalk, watching, wondering about the old man’s sanity and my own religious future.