The world passed by this one road,
Where all things sailed.
Amidst the rocks of all kinds,
Two distinct pebbles prevailed.

Brought together by wind
East-West, their stories untold
These two pebbles of distinct land
Now stood by the road.

They were different, yet akin
Unmarked by time or tread
Two pebbles by the road,
Where silent stones are shed.

Take another just as alike,
And you wouldn't find a match.
Two pebbles by the road,
Could be one, if they attach.