The New Year brings a sense of awe,
As we examine our every flaw.
Our sins highlighted and recited;
Hebrew sounded, chests all pounded.
—Irv Justman
Los Angeles
We pause a while to think, reflect;
Wondering what we might expect
As the New Year daily unfolds,
Revealing secrets that it holds.
Then, Yom Kippur our time engrosses.
As the Gate of Heaven closes.
Are we sinners in or outside?
Shall we be lucky or denied?
This is a cosmic mystery;
Not to be solved, but ever be.
We humans try and do our best;
To meet the needs of the daily quest.
—Irv Justman
Los Angeles