Recipe for an Ocean in the Absence of the Sea
		
	You have the ingredients on hand,
	    Get to the edge of something,
	    yourself best of all, and take
	yourself in hand. Take, I mean, your hand,
	    trace out the blue menaces
	    released and lapsing there,
	watch closely around the wrist: they will
	    remind you what you must do,
	    They are what you must do. Be
	them, until there is nothing but them,
	    then you are ready. Now take
	    time, all there is in the house--
	it does not have to be yours. Take time
	    and never for a moment
	    losing track of what changes
	back into yourself, bitter enough
	    so that you will need almost
	    no salt, mix well and then leap
	over the edge. Wait there. When you can
	    wait no longer, it is done.
	    Serve at once. It does not keep.