The New Church
Wanting to further glorify heaven
by reaching up to its lofty, great height,
the Romanesque arch was changed with leaven
in mind to further complete a great sight.
Taking away the strength of the curved arch
she could quickly cave under the pressure;
her nave losing form from having gone parch,
stones burying its cargo of treasure.
Finally the pointed arch came to life:
keystone replaced by rib and groin vaulting,
buttresses outside the nave side by side,
all safe inside, pressure at last halting.
The cathedral taller, bringing more light.
A reconfigured symbol of her might.
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