Already Whole

(Intro – almost whispered)

Am I open—

open without conditions,

or open only

to getting what I want?

I don’t always know the answer.

(Verse 1)

Knowing would require

a level of self-awareness

I’m not sure

I consistently inhabit.

But nothing is actually lacking.

There is only

what has not yet been uncovered.

The unfolding is already whole,

even as it reveals itself slowly.

(Loop / Refrain – very simple, repeatable)

Already whole.

Already whole.

(Verse 2)

I wonder sometimes

if I’m meant to uncover it,

or simply wait

as it unfolds.

What I’m learning

is that I don’t direct the process—

I witness it.

It moves through me,

loosening what I’ve been gripping,

pulling free what I thought was fixed,

ungluing me from the tracks

I believed I had to follow.

(Loop – returns, slightly expanded)

I don’t direct it.

I witness it.

(Verse 3)

And my senses—

my felt sense,

my inner knowing—

become the only guidepost

that matters.

I worry sometimes

they’ll lead me astray.

But there is only truth

and resistance to truth.

Nothing else.

(Drop - sparse, somatic)

Only truth.

Only truth.

And resistance to truth.

(Verse 4)

When I am open,

the way is not confusing.

It has a quiet clarity—

a sense of flow

that doesn’t need explanation.

The invitation is not

to search for certainty,

but to have reverence

for what is already

moving through me.

(Bridge – spoken-sung, intimate)

What did we come here with, really,

but open hands

and a soft heart?

Finding the way home

is not something I solve.

It’s something I live.

I lead by walking.

(Outro – gentle resolve, loopable)

I stop looking back.

There is nothing for me in the dark.

Nothing I’ve forgotten behind me.

Everything I need

is already illuminated.

So I continue—

step by step—

believing in the truth

that is revealing itself

as I move.