River

It was as though I was half submerged in water. Love shall float while hatred sink. Happiness shall ascend while sadness descend. It is all about choice. In fact, I see many sinking as they cried out to question why they are drowning. As I pondered over this, this scene disappeared in the mist. I saw someone in the mist calling out my name. I could not see the face but I could recognise the voice. A familiar voice which I trusted and put my faith on. The voice called for me to go over. As I took a step forward, I realised I was sinking due to the possession I held on tightly to. As I began to let go negative thoughts, anger, envy and many others, I felt weightless. Sink or float? I would choose to float.