The Iron Psalm

<p>The soil has been claimed. The breath re-forged. And the divine is now cast in iron.</p><p>In <em>The Iron Psalm</em> the Whitman line enters the era of smoke and hymnwork. Silas Whitman a preacher turned forge mechanic begins coding sermons into psalm-machines-metal organs that sing sacred dissent into the clamor of early industrialization.</p><p>As factories displace fields and ash replaces liturgy the question becomes not how to preserve faith but how to <strong>smuggle belief</strong> through the gears. The Whitmans fracture again: some retreat into mechanical obedience; others find God not in heaven-but in hammer rhythm.</p><p>In the echo of hammer and hallelujah a republic learns to chant with one voice-even when no one can hear it.</p><p>This is not your grandfather's steeple.<br> This is your grandmother's song re-forged in fire.</p><p><br> </p>