Description
Tulips rise with quiet purpose, their stems slender and upright. The blooms tilt gently, petals smooth and curved, each one catching the light without demand. Behind them, the sky stretches wide, clear but not empty. Wisps of clouds drift across it, thin and slow, never pressing forward. The tulips do not reach but remain steady, shaped by stillness rather than motion. Color stands against openness, not in contrast, but in calm agreement. The scene holds in pause, where earth and sky share a moment without asking for more.
