I was planted in loose soil, in a garden overturned and crowded by my siblings grown first. Roots competing for depleting resources and hungry leaves desperate for sun's embrace. Shaded by my sister's towering foliage and cramped amongst my brother's demanding sprouts. I grew with restraint, staying small above ground, hiding knotted, expansive roots from an atmosphere unready and ill-equipped to see my entirety. Flourishing in storming winds and lonely moonlight, calm to any gardener's eyes, all while bleeding chaos through roots untethered.