Hallucination

The sun sparkles in the forest all is calm all is quiet Birds chirp in the near distance and branches fall, hitting the ground like footsteps- swallowed by nature, in the deepest, lush forest- is that the trees talking? They creak, as I lay in a field of grass, a hummingbird deteriorates reality- hovering over top of me- what could it possibly want the sun's beams dry the morning dew and the hummingbird rests on my shoulder I'll never know if it was a message or a sign Perhaps it was coincidence He disappears in the trees and out come the crickets- too soon- they've forgotten their instincts still laying among the critters we can barely see, I smile at the sun, a tear falls- pure bliss then the hummingbird flew right back down by me- instead I got up and followed it to the water