It is a start, indeed! I have missed your presence on here, Michael, and my heart ached to read the first part of the poem because it can feel like such a loss. When the paper and pen know us so well and we've always felt connected, yet I feel like there comes a time when we may feel disconnected from everything. From bearing the weights of the world and our own burdens. It's too much. And it can feel too heavy to pen that over and over again. I LOVE how the second half showed that change, and though it may be gradual, or a momentary inspiration, it still is important and is still something worth celebrating. Isn't it amazing, that the things others may deem as ordinary, events that are expected like the sunrise, etc, can rejuvenate us some days? Even when it's such a routine thing, it's a wonder when nature can give us that ability to craft again, to express all that we feel.
On a nit-picky note, I don't feel like some of the dashes were necessary, such as in the third line and last line of the poem, but that's simply my observation. Punctuation and style is entirely up to the poet and if that's your style, run with it!
Great to read this from you, so much heart and voice in this <3