“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.