NaPoWriMo 2016: Day 1 - Roots

#1: ROOTS

Prompt: Write a lune

Home is where the heart

Grounds itself

Sending down deep roots.

A decade since returning here

And I realise

I’ve only scratched its surface:

Roots splayed everywhere

Anchorless

Shallow, lacking depth.

Three days to leaving

I’m surprised

By a strange feeling:

Loss, like a lover yearning.

Finally I’m home -

My roots have grown deep.