Unwritten Poem

I shared this poem yesterday, but I wanted to change a word so desperately, that I quickly deleted it without searching for an edit button. So here it is again

A white scenery unfolds
in front of my half-closed eyes
Black roots grow on the cold ground
Filling the emptiness

Yet much remain unwrapped
Buried in silence

A warm-hearted light
castes shadows of hidden trees
that unseen they never blossom

It’s a promising world
One that shall be filled with life
or stay undiscovered
Filled with stories untold
and songs unheard
Forever lost in the sea of time