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"Standing on Stone" - Wednesday Wisdom & Writing

By Megan Inwards

They’ve taken your word

And fashioned it into a sword

That they hand to me

To point at my own heart.

But I have beaten it into a plowshare.

With it I break the hard ground

And I plant seeds of wheat

And water them with my tears.

When summer comes

The crop grows tall.

In fall I will invite them.

We can harvest

And bake bread

And eat together

And remember our hurts no more.


© Megan Inwards, 2023 - For permission to repost, please contact

Megan Inwards (she/her/hers) is a poet and Queer Christian. You can find her work on Instagram at @wonderfullyqueerlymade and @meganinwards.


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