i save the blackend berries

i save the blackened berries

the dark walnut
transmuted by spirit
its essence distilled with spices and ginger
is fragrant
and black.

a compact seed
holds the memory of the reddest of red berries.
impossibly red and full
once.

do you remember
or do i for you?

making a place of honor at the table
to the aged ones
as their spirited dance goes on.