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Lovely, Rania.

This poem is quite profound in its clever wording and message spoken by the character and author. I believe it takes skill to conjure up imagery in such a short poem but you have mastered it here.

The first thought that popped into my mind here is that the first line is a metaphor for shedding skin- in a sense that at least to me is what rebirth is. We build ourselves up to be better people than we were. Granted it helps that there is someone there to guide us through it all. That helps us.

You were blown away and lost before you found yourself or in this case someone found you again. You were this wilted flower destined to fade away until someone saw something special in you and took care of you. Even with a hug just knowing someone cares is sometimes enough.

You bloomed into a person that was blown away. Amazing as ever.

From dust to rebirth
like pollen particles;
those few words
hold real beauty.

I love short poetry that holds so much beauty!!!