The large cornice dominates.

Its building's stories are tightly stacked, secure.

No doubt its daring comes from deepest strength.

Its indentations conquer day and night.

Its scrolls and rosettes lead to curving lip -

A passionate attachment to the sky,

An ensnarling of the elements at the precipice.

A salutation of stone

Chiseled, or copper hammered,

Merely by men.

But proud men.