How do turtles know which way to go? Is it instinct or calls from water flow?
Who says which will survive? Fate, naometry, chaos, will? Each leaves so few alive.
Were enough eggs cumulated to beat the odds? Which ones curry favor with the gods?
Shells and quillons protect vulnerable parts from harm. Each prevents cuts, whether to life or arm.
No turtle is shirty questing home since, long or short, paths are most resplendent that they roam.
Turtles inch forward with hope and faith, each believing they will find a new world in which to bathe. ; )