Spring arrives in the Netherlands,
a ballet choreographed by Mother Nature.
Snowdrops bow first—delicate white blossoms
that follow snowmelt and the returning sun.
Soon, crocuses twirl in pastel pinks and purples,
splashes of yellow and white joining the dance.
Iris and daffodils rise in radiant chorus,
and bees awaken, humming their refrain.
At last, the tulip takes center stage,
blanketing the earth in color and charm.
Keukenhof opens its gates each year
from late March to mid-May—
a fleeting season, yet the most beautiful
spring garden in the world.
The rest of the year, gardeners labor,
preparing for this brief performance.
Eight million bulbs are planted in patterns,
their depth carefully measured,
so blooms unfold in waves across the season.
Beyond Keukenhof, countless tulip fields
stretch across Dutch provinces—
a living tapestry worth wandering too.
It takes ten months of patient tending
for a garden that shines for only two.
Human hands must toil for beauty,
yet tulips in full bloom remind us:
only God can summon such splendor
with a single gesture,
and His most radiant creation is us.
