It’s snowing in April.
A thick, heavy, slushy snow
outside my kitchen window.
I resent it
this weighted snow
burdening budding branches
and covering up the first green I’ve seen
in months.
But I also welcome it
with open arms--
I always welcome much needed moisture
and think of the Spring it will bring.
Besides, a snowy scene is serene,
no matter the month.
The two reactions stand up inside me
to fight
to decide who’s right.
But instead
my wizened head
peacefully steps in, because
I am learning to tolerate the tension
and the dissonance of Both/And.
We can both be hurt by each other
and
we can both be right, too, still.
Instead of assuming one must be wrong,
let us learn to honor each
as having its place
and just watch the snow come down
in April.
©Ellen H. April 18, 2016
