Fluttering Heart

Posted on by Reena Saxena
Glowing heart-shaped wreath of colorful petals floating in a garden

The highlighted text calls again from fluttering pages. I can’t be caught on the wrong foot, while talking to a person I’ve admired for decades.

fluttering pages call
steps trace imagined voices,
doorways turn to truth

My favourite author has moved to a place closer to mine. It feels strange, as mentally, I’ve always felt closer than that. I’ve imagined conversations where I felt she was writing about something I’ve lived through.

closer than I thought
the author I’ve admired
writes my awkward silence

What is that common thread we share? Will we connect in the same way – face-to-face in real life?

appointment confirmed
from my doorstep to her door,
threads of fate entwine

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30 thoughts on “Fluttering Heart”

  3. The line ‘from my doorstep to her door, threads of fate entwine’ captures that magical, nervous threshold so perfectly! As Sheknowsallblog and mihrankalaydjianblog mentioned in the comments, turning years of imagined conversations into a real face-to-face meeting is such a surreal moment. Wishing you a truly wonderful encounter, Reena!

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  8. You’ve written the nervousness and magic of this perfectly the author who has lived in your mind, who has spoken to your life through words, now suddenly becomes a person with a doorstep. What a beautiful convergence. The appointment confirmed feels like fate saying yes. I hope the real conversation echoes everything the imagined ones promised.

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  9. Beautifully expressed, Reena! 💙 There is something magical about finally meeting someone whose words have touched your life for so many years. I especially love the mixture of excitement, nervousness, and wonder you capture here. May the real conversation be every bit as meaningful as all those imagined ones. ✨📚

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