'Ephemeral'

The sacrificial lamb brought for the festival
ate up the green leaf brought for the decorations.

Not knowing a thing about the kill,
it wants only to fill its belly:
born that day, to die that day.

But tell me:
did the killers survive,
O lord of the meeting rivers?

- Basavanna

Source: 'Speaking of Siva' - Translations by A. K. Ramanujan