On The Other Side

The wooden gate off the picturesque country lane was partially open, as if in invitation. Colourful butterflies hovered over the weathered fence posts and a field of wildflowers could be glimpsed through the tree trunks shadowing the dusty lane.
I felt like I’d been there before and that an irresistible urge was pulling me forward now. Usually, I doubt my own instincts, but this felt so right. Some primeval part of my soul was insisting that this gate was the pathway I was meant to take, that the gate had indeed been left open just for me.
Head held high, I strode purposefully through the opening and down the path until I came upon a small bridge built across a clear stream. Leaning over the rail, I gazed in wonder at the beauty around me.
As I watched, a familiar form appeared amongst a patch of pink hollyhocks. I smiled as she raised her hand in welcome. My wife. My beautiful lost wife.
This was where I belonged. Had I known heaven was so beautiful, I’d have allowed my broken old body to succumb to this sweet song of peace long ago.

© Alison Pearce 2008

On The Other Side

Alison Pearce

Logan Central, Australia

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Collaborative work for Challenge Cafe. Story inspired by Marianne Troia’s Through the Gate

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