Fallow

I thought the pain of unwrapping
those layers would be worth it,
that leaving these seeds raw
and red would transform them
into the gems I'd hoped for.
I did not realize that unwrapping
was not enough. They lay fallow
in my hands, unseen, a sin.
I did not tend them but neither
could you. Tugging torn layers
back over my rotted efforts
has not been worth the pain
of not trusting you.

~September 20, 2010