Thistle of the Nile

Beautiful you are Thistle of the Nile
In bloom you sprout all year
Joy you bring many with smiles
The banks lay out in line for you in style
 
The Nile breeze blows through you all year
In silence you remain calmed like a mane on a Lion's neck
Like a babe in the arms of a mothers cuddle you won't break
Lightly you wonder off bended in the breeze of the day break
 
Holding onto the reeds a time you firmly grip
Lasting shortly like the noon bright shine
Daringly you move back and forth like a tip of a warrior's arrow
Dartingly you leap in spite of the ferocity of the Nile crocodile
 
Painlessly you gaze upon the roof of the skies
Clouds linger to hold the rains as they darken like the night
Who taught you to move to the sound of the whistle
The noise you make so much but as though so little
When the wind blows you don't bend
A melody you enjoy squeaky like life so brittle
 
Will you break like an eagle de-beaks itself in pain?
Stand still in train of the line of the slain
Disdained highly for none to imagine and explain
You are beautiful and brave mighty for thine