The seer listened to his followers
The deeds and teachings they had spread
New crowds pressed in there was no privacy
Crowds followed them to a lone desert place
The seer turned to teach the listening crowd
He had his followers get food for them
Five loaves two fishes fed the multitude
And then twelve baskets left all filled with food
He sent his followers by boat across the lake
And then he went up on a hill to pray
The wind came up fright seized his followers
They called out petrified the seer came
The seer calmed the sea then hung his head
Saddened to see his follower’s hard hearts
They did not understand the twelve baskets
Or how the seer’s hand could still the waves
The seer’s power increased as new crowds came
It seemed they were made whole with just a touch
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