"Cognitive Dissonance": a poem.

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