God Complex

What am I?

 A glass ceiling shattered
 I, the shard in the breeze
 Within the roots of creation
 You can see it start at the trees
 I am God in the flesh,
 His heart on my sleeve

 What am I?

 A sentiment being
 Comprised of a cog; a machine
 Attuning nature & my mind,
 Within the fog & the leaves
 I am God in the flesh,
 His heart on my sleeve

 What am I?

 A tide from the moon,
 That remains lost in the seas
 A vagabond looking for treasure chests,
 That's been tossed with the keys
 I am God in the flesh,
 His heart on my sleeve

 What am I?

 A glass ceiling shattered,
 I, the shard in the breeze
 Watching humanity collect:
 An interplanetary wall of debris
 Look through it all & you'll seize,
 A split image of us reflecting,
 A God in the flesh.
 His heart on our sleeve.

 What am I?
 I am a God.