Napping

around 2 o’clock or maybe 3,
everything slows down, thoughts
swirl into chaos, crisp steps
become stumbles, and smooth
temperaments become storms.
it’s nap time, in the broad
afternoon light, she slips under
the covers and the world disappears
for a bit and when her eyelids flutter
open and tumbles from bed,
a stumble is now a crisp
step, a stormy temperament has
become calm and chaotic thoughts
have transformed into clear insights.