I like this. I feel that most writers, especially poets can relate to it on a very personal level.
I always look back at writes that I did years ago, sometimes I smile at them, sometimes I shake my head in disgust "what was i thinking?"
And sometimes I really just stop and admire what the gateways past writing open up. A spin down nostalgia lane, its just as you say "real".
Also with just inspiration in general. I like the word choice, the imagery of the conclusion floating gently, i pictured a piece of paper floating in wind.
I like to think of the balcony symbol as being like an omnipresence of yourself, that watches over your creative works as a catharsis, if that makes any sense at all im kinad just blabbering.