The Tragedy of Loving Jasmine: A Lamentation

By Xlibris US

A failed refugee claimant stranded on an island in the Canadian immigration system separated from his wife and children for four years finds himself facing a critical question - how do I remain faithful to my wife and to my God in the face of loneliness and rejection. The answer to that question is further complicated by a dashing damsel in distress. Now, not only is Jacob distracted, but is living on the edge and in danger of utter derailment. Everything, his faith, his immigration hopes, his accreditation preparation, his job and his very sanity hinge on the outcome of this infatuation. Jacobs is at crushing crossroads! This is a true story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 22, 2014
• ISBN: 9781499029888

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Copyright © 2014 by Jacob Walker.

ISBN:      Softcover      978-1-4990-2987-1

                eBook          978-1-4990-2988-8

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Scripture taken from the King James Version of the Bible.

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Rev. date: 06/04/2014

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Contents

Part I Madness

Part II Devastation

Part III Redemption

Prologue

Dedicated to the betrayed and brokenhearted

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up,

nor awake my love, until he please.

Song of Solomon 8:4 (AKJV)

Part I

Madness

Why did you call me that fateful Sunday evening

Why were my ears allowed to partake of your sweet voice

Why were my eyes permitted to behold your sensuous beauty

Why did I ever know such ravishment existed hitherto

Why did I let my imagination run amok

Why did I let my heart beat to a different rhythm

And my feelings dance a different tune

Why did I let my mind wonder in the forest

And my thoughts paint pictures in the sand

Why did I ever come to Whyte Avenue

Your melodious voice seeped into my ears

Like waters percolating into a dry thirsty well

Like rain falling on dry cracked fallow ground

Softening the mounds of clay

Wetting the dust

Cracking open my heart of stone

Reaching through the earpiece

Into my brain with your playful laughter

Digging up an uneasy rumination

Swaying as a dry autumn leaf

In the eventide breeze

Dancing dazzling dizzying

Casting down all my curtains of complexity

I should have buried my longings long ago

And let the wind carry my fantasies to the Horizon

I should have let the rain rain on me

And flooded my mind with images of Galaxies yonder

I should have dived into the cold blue sea

So the salty waters would cleanse my brain of your voice

My head would have cooled down

From the heat of my wondering thoughts

Working overtime on sleepless nights

Measuring words spoken Weighing feelings felt

I should have taken a train to the Rocky Mountains

And left these musings behind

Maybe then

I never would have known

The pleasure of your company

The warmth of your embrace

The sunshine of your smile

The tickle of