[LeythonX]

A Persian nobleman:

This morning my gardener said in fear:
"my lord, my end is near!"

'After working for hours I took a deep breath,
and looked behind me, and there stood Death!

I ran away through the sand,
just in time to escape his hand.

Master, help me escape the devil's claw,
lend me your horse and by tonight I will have reached Chamchamal."

This afternoon, when the gardener was already gone,
I met Death on a lawn.

"Why" did I ask, because he was waiting silently,
"did you scare my servant so violently?"

"Did I scare the man?" Death said,
"I didn't mean for him to dread.

I was just surprised to see here in the morninglight,
the man who's soul I must collect in Chamchamal tonight."

original poem by P.N. van Eyck, translated by me

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Sounds good, the words have a nice flow.