“Hush”, the baby in my arms says with a proud smile, feeling power in using a word that produces result.
She has no malice, no judgement of my singing.
She only learned “hush” yesterday and is exercising cause and effect.
Will I do it again?
Happy work, this making music and hushing.
“Hush”, I hear God whisper.
Do I obey?
Is there compliance in this dance, too?
I begin a different song.
“Hush”, I once more hear the prompting.
Then, when I have understood,
He begins the song and we sing together.