Blossoms evermore
Swallowed by the heart of dark
Form unrecognized

Hmm, first haiku I've tried in here.
It made me think of how even in the depths of sorrow, there is still the hint, if only a memory, of the joy in life. Even if the tempest rages more fiercely as a result, it sows a seed for spring to follow.
Beautiful haiku.
Let the Force hang loose
Matt

Wow! Amazing job! 5/5

Beautiful, greatly written. 5/5

:)
yay.
5/5