I Giggled Through Life With A Sighing Heart

I giggled through life with a Sighing heart I giggled through life with a Sighing heart; I ate passion fruit in real passion. I lay down on lazy green meadows in sunny shade closing my eyes thinking of my angel. Faith is the goal, faith is the end; faith is the reason of my life. I went to temple doors and knocked. I went and rang church bells in real faith.. The arms of divinity taught me the value of selfless sacrifices. Soaking the shivering heart in the wine of the sacrificing table of the holy altar i knelt down and expected the shower of the healing graces.