Judy Ray

We never know if the turn is into the home stretch. We call it that—a stretch of place and time— with vision of straining, racing.  We acknowledge each turn with cheers though we don’t know how many laps remain. But we can hope the course leads on far and clear while the horses have strength and balance on their lean legs, fine-tuned muscles, desire for the length of the run. Some may find the year smooth, others stumble at obstacles along the way.  We never know if the finish line will be reached after faltering, slowing, or in mid-stride, leaping forward.