Dreaming in the Woods

Walking alone in the woods on a warm and humid night I wonder if they can see. The moonlight guides me on my journey to nowhere in particular where I hear the crickets, the breeze playing in the trees, my footsteps invading their peaceful world. Do these creatures care if I find solace in their home? I don't ask them to pamper me, I don't ask them to provide for me, I just ask for them to accept me into their world. A world where everybody is appreciated for adding to the community, not subtracting from it. A world where everybody has meaning and value. A world where we all belong, a world at peace.