According to Truth As Beauty EarthOccupier Rob Brezsny,
the original intent of “virgin”
unfolds as “complete unto herself.”

And so it is,
I pray and primally celebrate
waking into each of Earth’s days
a virgin,
once again.

Holonically complete,
one of Earth’s human language seeds,
bowing to north as notnot south,
east as not yet completely Western red sky dominated
by fears and angry climatic stressors,
both internally complete
and externally consuming and producing
ecstasies of Earth’s great transitional epic intercourse,
including, yet not monoculturally monopolized,
culturally hypnotized
by and with humane transliterations of organic transubstantiations,
polypaths toward holy polymorphic symbiosis,
erotic lover days toward night
greeting perpetual virgins
of Earth’s deep learning erotic incarnations
growing into full post-millennial maturity.

Then decomposing to rejoin Earth’s virgin soul,
revolving Time’s fully active EcoOccupation,
complete unto Herself.