The wave runs around
The earth, ever blissful and spry---
It knows neither bound
Nor bottom nor sky.
-- Sailors' song
from "She Who Runs On The Water"
by Alexander Grin
We all emerged from the water (a long time ago) and it looks like we will be submerged again (perhaps soon). Not a bad ending, I think.
I like water in all its forms, especially when it's clean. And I prefer for there to be a lot of it. I grew up on the banks of a very big river, and I liked that. And now I like living by a big bay and an hour's drive from a very big ocean. When I was little I liked to watch the sun set on the far side of the Volga (the far side was a narrow strip of forest a mile and change away over the water.) Now I like to watch the sun set into the ocean. Or into the fog just above the ocean.
Water knows how to move in an infinite variety of ways. It behaves so much like a living thing -- that's why it's so appealing to look at all the time. I can't get enough of it. It takes any shape, it reflects whatever light and color it feels like, it can spray and foam and spin like a top.
Of course, when there is a lot of it, it can be frightening. But you have to know how to handle it.