Distortion

The glow of red is not the horizon
  but the lights of a sign
     the way is not clear, even though
       we'd like it to be
Shadows, lights, more cover
  all take in the landscape
     can't see what is coming
        or what we left behind
Do not fear shadows, undefined
   only unknown quantities
     to be explored, looked at
        carefully gone over
There is nothing to fear
   unless you let it overrun
     take over, block out
       only you, not the shadow