This is the first poem I have ever memorized that wasn't a song. Surprisingly it was easier than expected. Perhaps it was because I expected to not get it right for awhile, so that gave me permission to fail? I also identified sections and memorable lines to frame the outline which helped pull me through.
It was after I memorized it and met another grace poem that I realized it was foretelling WotY 2015. Here it is ...
Sheba's Hesitation by Rumi
tr. by Coleman Barks
Lovers of God, sometimes a door opens
and a human being because a way
for grace to come through.
