Thoughts are angels

My thoughts are my angels
When I close my eyes I see
tiny ephemeral rings floating by
Questions never allowed to be

My thoughts invisible but to myself
never let out never seeing the light
These expressions of my self my
angels are champions for their rights

These wonderful gifts of intuition
need a forum a place to be alive
a page a poem a spoken word
For this my angels strive

My angels some times escape
and fly free to inspire thought
A bright light shared for others
the glow in anothers lantern caught