Once there were two pieces, of the same puzzle fence
When one became ocean all mighty and tall,
The other became sand to let the wave fall...
When one became storm thunderous and loud,
other became land determined to end the drought..
When one became pen, expressive and flowing,
Other became page, absorbing the ink to let the story going...
When  one became the destiny, resolved to be final.
Other became the path, leading to the carnival.
Once there were two pieces , of the same puzzling fence
And now they are together and the puzzle completes hence.