The turtle dreams of races run
Of races ended and begun.
Of starting and of finish lines,
Of personal best running times.
The turtle knows the rabbit’s speed,
The rabbit’s tricks, the rabbit’s greed.
But the race is not about the hare,
Simply getting from here to there.
If the turtle had not run
Had considered himself undone
He would not have finished the race
No matter how quick or slow the pace.
So, turtle dreams are not the thing
That seasoned racers are to bring.
But lace your shoes and toe the line
And start the race, you’ll do just fine.