Author John Banister Tabb The heavens that seemed so far away When old-time grief was near, Beyond the vista seen to-day, Close o'er my life appear; For there, in reconcilement sweet, The human and divine, The loftiest and the lowliest, meet On love's horizon-line. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments