{ambivalence}
they used to say,
“how could you be so careless with yourself,”
but I’ve seen strength in the face of death,
it’s easy to believe what you hear,
but there’s a storyline behind the curtain;
ambivalence led to action,
and now we’re out of the woods,
as I promise:
“nevermind, Darling, I’ll soon be with you.”
is it a sunset or sunrise?
it’s what you believe it to be,
and so he lived his life better than he did before.
--e.l. jayne
Poems & Prose 
“Days blended so closely together it was difficult to tell one day’s sunset from the next’s sunrise, but I’ll never forget the first time I saw…”
Your poem drew my mind to the (current) first line of my novel. The line continues on, but like your poem I think offering space to think is the best way to draw your reader in, then set them free to ruminate.
(I’m just over a third of the way through editing my novel. When I get halfway I shall trepudatiously and excitedly flick Part 1 to read at your leisure.)
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Well, I’m not surprised our writing has crossed horizons 😉 Sounds like a beautiful start to your novel. I’m on the edge of my chair awaiting your first draft!
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