Yes, the best is yet to be, but these are the good old days

Sitting on the beach at sunset, chanting and watching the tide come in. Waiting for the full moon to rise, the beach almost empty, one couple here, another walking by. Lightning. A sandy scurry home to open doors to watch the light display and listen to the rain. The moon stayed hidden by the clouds, even now still hiding.  These are the moments that make life blissful. Just simply this.