Vani, an engineer, stayed homemaker by choice, poet by life. An amma in America. She's a walking dandelion dream in California. Find her by the Bay trails counting ladybugs or chasing sunsets at lighthouses, picking plants in nurseries with half her heart in Half Moon.From a sleepy small town in India, to the bustling Bay Area her migration came with both an adult life’s education and a nostalgia-laden separation. The tug is ever present - an American citizenship with an Indian anchor.A decade passed by yearning for a daughter. Her poems sing about feminism, infertility, mental health, being a woman, and just being. Her metamorphosis through motherhood while Mother Earth transforms around her.Ever the student, she wanders philosophical and literary corridors at universities, to hold conversations, not degrees.