200 years ago a lovely peasant girl from the forest (check here) would have explored the breadth and length of the forest in search for the deepest Larkspur she could find. She would find the blue flowers to set on her tiny dinner table but never would she ever dream of finding a blue rose. It was a thing of dreams, mystery, love and desire, of fantasising poets, writers in love, lovers in torn emotions, the utopian ideology of finding the rarest flower on earth, attaining the unreachable, reaching the infinite.
Roses red and roses white
Plucked I for my love’s delight.
She would none of all my poises–
Bade me gather her blue roses
Half the world I wandered through,
Seeking where such flowers grew
Half the world unto my quest
Answered me with laugh and jest.
How I came at wintertide
But my silly love had died
Seeking her with her latest breath
Roses from the arms of Death.
It maybe beyond the grave
She shall find what she would have
Mine was but an idle quest
Roses white and red are best!
Alas Rudyard Kipling speaks of the futility of searching for the impossible, a vain search which leads a person to death or worse insanity. Surely there was no blue rose. It was a quest, a search, doomed from the start only to bring ruin.
The unattainable can become true if you put yourself into it. Dreams do come true. After all impossible means I’m possible. The dream of poets, turns into the artwork of biology, and the realization of scientists! The gene for delphinidin (blue pigment) production was genetically transformed into the Cardinal de Richelieu Old Rose variety through various RNA interference and gene knockout procedures to present the first pale blue rose variety rightly named as “Applause”. What a beautiful aspect of turning a literary symbol of the Romanticism movement into the material truth.
It is just a matter of how passionate one is to attain the impossible. The creation of the modern blue rose adds to the mystery and the story of the blue rose. With intense love, passion and unwavering nerve you can find the blue rose. A labour of love in the truest sense. The blue rose explained the unachievable desires of poets, their scared longings, and a bleak prospect of worldly happiness. But one has to believe beyond the impossible. Belief is far stronger than the impossible. Belief and faith that one will find a way to accomplish the unattainable is far more formidable than the impossible. You can attain the impossible. The blue rose is here the impossible has been achieved, alas Kipling had you only known that poets lost heart and scientists won!