Sylvie Giroux, Auteure, Writer

When least expected As I sit here so silent Reflecting on past old days Reliving every moment ... I am nothing but amazed Times, I stood in aloneness Faith and hope, light years away Each step leading to darkness Unable to see my way Until... With pain again colliding Loosing face and dignity On the edge of death, falling I cried, pleading for mercy So, about my life I went Short of all expectations Each instant now being spent On breaking isolation "Ask and you shall received"... Many times heard, now applied Could not say if I believed Guessed it would not hurt to try Time passed, little did happen Until from distant land Came close all of a sudden A heart so pure and content This precious soul gently spoke Of strength, wisdom and beauty With such tenderness evoked That these resided in me This heart did mirror to me What I had buried so deep This soul made me feel and see The better parts of me So, as I sit here silent Grateful for such a blessing I see truth in this saying: "Best things come when least expected." Sylvie Giroux 2004

If I only knew If I only knew In silence you remained,... As harsh winds blew And rain fell down From your eyes. Oh my Angel As a gift, A love kiss... I would have rushed your way To mend your broken wings. If I only knew You did not refrain Sang all night through From town to town Under black skies Oh my Angel As a gift A sweet mist Would have fallen on your day To sooth all your being. If I only knew Sylvie Giroux 2006

One of my poem!

La musique de mon ami Amos J!

Of Us...Artists The artist longs for the muse To inspire and channel What comes to his heart... What is whispered in his soul Magic springs from a voice Vibration of sweetness Reaching who must be touched. Words appear on a page To say what is felt In the confines of hearts Music is not something we make It is something we Are. For we come to this life With this fire and passion To share This flame When not allowed To be expressed Consumes us Takes one to know one Writes the poet Sings the singer We come from this space Of creation We remember that always..... Sylvie Giroux 2019