Scattered over sky

It adorned your forehead
But now
Somehow
I see it scattered over the sky
In the rays of setting sun
In the volcanic eyes
In the smouldering
Fire of unmet desires
In the anger
Wasted over don’t know
Whys
I see it
In the footprints of
A devotee
I see it in the corners of your eyes
Tired
Without much sleep
I see it In the boil
On your lips
I see it in every wound
You inflicted in my sky
But it’s forgiven
Fly
Scatter your grace